We can only hope Vegas blesses us with as many world-famous Japanese chefs, Porsche 911 GTs and cool places to purchase taxidermy boar heads in 2017 as it did in 2016…
But, as this year so clearly (cruelly, painfully, ugh-ly) showed, nobody can predict the future.
So instead of directing our focus to the year ahead, we’re taking a gleeful moment to look back, in a feature we’re dubbing the Best of UrbanDaddy Las Vegas 2016.
Memory lane has never contained this much booze…
You watched in awe as bartenders barrel-smoked espresso-infused Campari right in front of your eyes. While you and your date munched on mini lobster tacos in a heavily curtained den at the Cosmopolitan.
You and nine lucky friends entered the Vault Room. And didn’t leave until you’d had your fill of fine stogies, spicy pork rinds and Pappy Van Winkle.
You drank from a smartphone-programmable LED bottle of vodka. But you never let that distract you from the phalanx of sexy lingerie-wearing go-go girls vying for your attention.
New York’s Beauty & Essex carved out 10,000 square feet of Victorian excess at the Cosmopolitan. You responded by bringing a date to enjoy Oaxacan Old Fashioneds, roasted bone marrow and some post-meal dancing at the DJ-driven Mirror Bar. Needless to say, it was an appropriate response.
A world-renowned Japanese chef opened his first Las Vegas establishment. Where Morimoto has made it his mission to: 1) never serve you the same dish twice; 2) make your mouth water while you’re staring at a glass-enclosed room full of elite cuts of meat; and 3) you can find out more for yourself.