I completely understand Pioneer Woman’s (Ree) frustration with her husband, aka, Marlboro Man (MM) when it comes to eating. They ranch for a living, just like Zach (and I guess you could say I do- though I really just ride horses and know not too much about cows- but I digress). So getting the MM to eat something besides meat and potatoes is a constant chore for Ree.
Zach is really good about eating what you serve him. He will eat anything I cook, and tries all the crazy things I throw at him. Like grilled egg-plant, fried okra, fried pickles. But he’d prefer to just have steak, and potatoes, and toast. Or just steak and toast. Or just steak. MM is not much different.
But for me, a wannabe/amateur foodie, who will admit, I read the Bon Appetit before the “Barrel Horse News”; before “The Barrel Racing Report”; before “In Style”, Vegas is full of world class chefs and their restaurants. There’s Emeril. Wolfgang. Flay. And that’s just three. Last night we got in to eat at Mesa Grill, Bobby Flay’s restaurant here. I’ve already made the Coffee-Ancho Rubbed Filet Minon that they serve there, and Zach was just not impressed with that idea (I’ve not made it since I’ve been in SD). He says a good steak doesn’t need all that other “Stuff”. And when you’re eating home-grown beef, that qualifies as *good*. So he ordered black bean and smoked chicken quesadillas and I ordered ancho rubbed chicken. It was to die for. The quesadillas were to die for- but according to my cowboy, they were too busy. There was more than 3 flavors in them. It was too much.
I really bad wanna go eat at a Wolfgang Puck restaurant and I could tonight, on our way to see Rodney Carrington (at the MGM right now!) and Zach would go, but I’d like him to enjoy that amazing food as much as me. What is a girl to do?
On another note, I saw the fountains at Bellagio last night. It was emotional. Maybe I’m a sap, but I loved them. I cried.
And for the cowgirl Divas, the photo to the right is one of my pairs of ML Leddys boots. I work in both my pairs.
LOVED the boots! And you get top see Rodney? Man I’m so jealous! I would LOVE to see him. You aren’t going to show him your boobs, are you? He sings a song about that ya know! LOL
Love the boots and girl, I am a foodie myself. Of course my main concern usually is what wine I will be serving along side the meal.LOL
LOVE the photo of the boots. It’s a framer for sure! And as for the sappyness at the Bellagio…pull it together you silly girl!