Tuesday, July 29, 2008

You Want Fries With That Shake?


Los Angeles experienced what could be described as a moderate, i.e. "wussy" earthquake this morning at 11:42 p.m.

It was reported that the tremors could be felt as far away as Las Vegas. Initially determined to be a 5.8 on the Richter scale, it was soon downgraded to a 5.4.

I didn't feel a thing . . . granted I was still in bed at the time, but I am uber sensitive to earthquakes, and if it could be felt, I would have felt it.

You see, I grew up in California -- a fearful child. My biggest terror was a toss up between the Zodiac killer (he murdered a couple a few miles from my school, and threatened groups of children next, resulting in a few missed recesses.) and the Atomic bomb (a family I knew actually had a bomb shelter). Earthquakes probably came in third, followed by lightning, car crashes, child abductions, the threat of drowning, being left alone, and vampire bats.

Well, that's the short list anyway. I experienced a few earthquakes growing up, one in church -- and if that won't put the fear of God in you, nothing will.

In October of 1989, I was smack dab in the middle of the mayhem that was the Loma Prieta quake. In fact, I had been on the Bay Bridge a few hours before it struck. That was a 7.1 (though I think it was downgraded to a 7.0) and it felt it.

Things began to shake slowly and built to a sharp rocking, giving us time to panic and move -- I ran for a doorway and braced myself. In 15 seconds it was over, but the aftershocks were strong and plentiful. They woke me up in the middle of the night for months.

I've since moved on and out of California, experiencing new terrors like Tornados. While living in Tennessee I even experienced and earthquake there. It woke me up in the middle of the night, and I thought I was back in California. Tennessee has the dreaded New Madrid fault line running close to the Mississippi river, and when that sucker blows, it will be pure bedlam.
The biggest problem caused by the quake centered in Chino Hills, California seemed to be jammed phone lines, because as soon as the shaking stops, apparently everyone has to call everyone they know within 300 miles to ask if they felt it. I was once on the phone with a friend who was across the San Francisco bay from me during an earthquake. He felt it first, as it was centered nearer him, asked if I felt it, and then as the shock waves moved towards me, I did. I understand that folks didn't have immediate information, and were probably fearful that somewhere a much larger quake had occurred.
SoCal did have a devastating quake in Northridge in 1991 -- 72 people were killed, but still at under 7.0 it did not even make the California Top Ten earthquake list. Where the earthquake is centered, and how far underground it originates, and the time length of shaking has a lot to do with the damage it can unleash.
Be that as it may, this quake was pretty puny, and although a few bricks, ceiling tiles, and milk jugs fell, the shaking really didn't add up to much.

Basically, unless the earthquake is at least a 6.5, I'm just not interested.
Here in Las Vegas the threat of a major earthquake exists, but it seems remote at best. In recent history, the Las Vegas valley hasn't felt anything remarkable, and I'd put my bet on a major terrorist attack before some natural ground shaking to cause any damage.

Saturday, July 26, 2008

Buffet Tip of the Day -- Kim Chee


So, I went to the Red Rock Buffet last night, and stuck to my plan of trying something new.


I was halfway through my salad when I started contemplating what that adventure might be. I was leaning towards the Menudo, imagining tripe and what it looks like in the butcher's case -- such a weird honeycomb like texture. . . why is the inside of a cow's stomach shaped like that, and what does the inside of my stomach look like? What will it taste like? Isn't it weird to eat something that digests what other animals eat?
About the time I finished my salad, my mind was made up, and I headed to the Mexican section confident in my choice. Much to my chagrin, no menudo was to be found. I immediately scrapped my plans for anything south of the border and perused the rest of the international offerings.


Tuesday, July 22, 2008

Not Fit to Breath

This post could also be called the worst air in Las Vegas. And having said that, it is not an easy post to write. Okay, so this is not strictly about diet or even exercise, but breathing is pretty essential to living, and sooner or later, in Vegas it must be addressed.

We have plenty of naturally occurring conditions that affect air quality. It gets pretty windy here in the desert, and that kicks up plenty of dust and sand.

But, honestly whatever Mother Nature could dream up and execute, it pales in comparison to the air quality in casinos.

Sure casinos are smoke filled dens of inequity, but of all the casinos in Las Vegas -- which one is the worst?

I told you this wouldn't be easy. I've been in a lot of Las Vegas casinos, but certainly not all of them. For instance, I've never had the nerve to venture into most of the casinos on Boulder Highway (like Klondike Sunset) or North Las Vegas (Jerry's Nugget comes to mind) -- granted these casinos are not within the city limits of Las Vegas proper, but neither is 90% of the casinos on the Strip.

And what makes me an expert? I have a nose?

Yes, I do . . . and I like to breathe through it. I'm pretty sensitive to cigarette smoke, but I also love to play the slots, which is quite a problem indeed.

Before I digress too far, let me get right to the point. Rampart Casino stinks. I was there twice this last weekend (check out my previous posts) and each time I walked into the casino I was floored by the stench.

Not only is the casino floor stinky, it makes me cough, and feel slightly ill. The casino is circular, with the slots placed around the table games, and as I was walking the outer ring, thinking how bad I felt, a floor person asked if they could help me. Now considering that most of the guests are retirees from Summerlin (folks have told me this casino reminds them of a morgue) and don't move so good in general, my trudging and glassed over expression must have seemed particularly needy.

I told him what exactly what was on my mind. This casino stinks. He told me old owners (J.W. Marriott) had a state of the art filtration system, but the new owners (Cannery Casinos sold to the son of legendary Australian whale Kerry Packer) shut it off.

I left wishing him luck, as he had to work his shifts in this toxic environment, and hit the buffet, which thankfully is in a smoke free zone.

The Rampart is less than 10 years old. Certainly, that is enough time to develop some serious funk. Still, it is not enough time to develop legendary status for dive-hood. Also, the Rampart was marketed for several years as an upscale establishment -- so the owners would not be happy to learn that I am putting them in the same category as the Klondike Casino.

I've mentioned the Klondike before in my previous posts, and yes, I do have a soft spot for the now defunct casino/motel (as opposed to a casino/resort.) But, boy, did it stink.

Searching the internet for Las Vegas Casino Air Quality didn't capture much. Apparently, they care a lot more about the danger of smoke filled casinos in New Jersey than they do in Nevada.

They are serious back East, and in the fall of this year will require casino floors to be smoke free.

http://www.njgasp.org/i_gamble_intro.htm

This will probably be a boon for Las Vegas, as it is really hard for me imagine hard core smoking slot jockeys reaching a bonus round and not being able to light up. If I were an airline I would plan on adding more non-stops from the East Coast to Vegas.

Sin City has had its own legislation that curtails smoking in Taverns and Lounges that serve food. Its really a catch 22, because I believe a stipulation is that the Taverns HAVE to serve food for the license. Most simply erected walls between the bar and dining areas to get around the new law. Most folks predicted the Taverns would drop like Cicadas in August, but that hasn't happened. I've heard that even a couple of video poker machines will produce enough revenue to warrant keeping the doors open, so even with the tougher environment these businesses are still making a profit.

I do applaud New Jersey for doing the right thing, and not exposing their patrons and employees to air that is simply not fit to breath.

Buffet Tip of the Day -- Kosher Dining


As I posted a while back, Las Vegas buffets give you a wonderful opportunity to try new food.

When last I tested this theory, that adventure was lychee fruit. The thing about new stuff, is that once you've tried something you previously were blithely unaware of, you begin to see it everywhere.
A couple nights ago when I was partaking in my free Rampart Casino buffet, I ran across a big bowl of lychees, sitting right next to a big bowl of Gefilte Fish. It was oddly unnerving, as they both look somewhat similiar -- beige-ish lumps of unidentified stuff wading in mystery liquid.
I took the fact that they were right there rubbing elbows (okay, they don't have any sharp edges, bad metaphor) as a sign from God, that tonight was my night to go kosher, and try the Jewish delicacy.
I'll just say it, Gefilte Fish is one of the most unappetizing looking dishes I've ever encountered, so I fished out the smallest lump I could possibly find and placed it on the corner of my plate.
I rounded out my selections with bits of Chinese food, Kung Pao chicken, Potstickers, Crab Rangoon, Rice . . . I've always heard Jews are fond of Chinese Food . . . and headed back to my table.
Unfortunately, I soon found that Gefilte Fish tastes as bad as it looks. If I wasn't in a crowd of people, I would have spit it out immediately. Instead, I swallowed as quickly as possible, chased it with beer and a bit of everything else on my plate, and tried hard to wipe the unpleasant memory from my brain.
Not that Gefilte Fish tries to be anything it isn't -- it certainly is fishy. The fish taste is overpowering. As a gentile, and specifically raised Catholic, the fish I was forced to eat on Friday has forever ruined the taste for nearly all swimmers for me.
A quick search online revealed homemade recipes for Gefilte fish that didn't sound so bad, but the jarred variety (which I'm guessing the buffet version was) seemed to be packed straight in fish broth.
From now on, my forays into Kosher cuisine probably won't stray far from the Bagel Dogs in my grocer's freezer.

Free Buffet and Free Play -- the Ultimate Lure




If more casino marketing executives studied at Lefty's College of Casino Management (see previous post) the gambling (er, I mean gaming) sector wouldn't be running scared right now.

It's very easy to get degenerate gamblers (um, I mean guests) into a casino. Class, what have we learned from Professor Rosenthal?

That's right, very good. Give away the food.
And so last Friday night, when the Rampart Casino automated player card reader thingy flashed that I had earned a free buffet, just like Pavlov's dog, I began salivating and hit the button faster than a contestant on Family Feud.

As the offer was good for 48 hours, Sunday night I was back in Rampart Casino, quequed up to the steam tables.

The free buffet only cost me the $80 dollars I lost on the slots. I call this the object lesson I never learn.

Sunday, July 20, 2008

Lefty Rosenthal's Blueberry Muffin Recipe


Frank "Lefty" "Ace" Rosenthal was famously portrayed by Robert De Niro in Martin Scorsese's "Casino."


If you haven't seen the movie, stop reading this right now and rent or buy it. It runs frequently on TV, albeit it in the censored version (at the time the movie had the most swear words in a film), so I'd be surprised if you hadn't at least watched some of it.


In one or the scenes Lefty (Sam Rothstein) berates a chef at the Stardust (Tangiers) for not controlling the amount of blueberries that is in each individual muffin. He demands an equal amount of blueberries in each muffin and he doesn't care how long it will take.
According the Rosenthal this is an accurate portrayal of his authority while running four Las Vegas casinos for the mob.
Rosenthal knew the ins and outs and he didn't mess around. Ten years ago, Frank did an intensive interview with PBS, where he goes into detail about what is right and wrong with gambling in America.
The link doesn't enable me to cut and paste for some weird reason, but you can find it by googling "Lefty Rosenthal" and looking for the PBS.org story.
Read the extensive interview and you will come away a fan of Lefty. This guy really did, and still does have the whole thing clocked.
Here is an excerpt on comped food --
Q: Why is Vegas the fastest growing city in America?

Rosenthal: Because it is the only state within this country that offers you the whole package, as sophisticated as one can be. Atlantic City, while it has more excess population wise, are years behind the state of Nevada. The state of Nevada can lure you to that state with all the little perks and tricks that they offer you. RFB: room, food and beverage free. Complimentary airfares. Luxurious suites. Gourmet dinners.

Q: Are they being generous?

Rosenthal: No, they're being very practical and very, very wise. They're not being generous. My experience when I worked in Las Vegas, Nevada, I came close once to attempting to give all our food and beverage away for free because we had enough around us to get all that back plus. I never quite had the courage and time to make that type of a move but if I was there today, I would certainly be looser than the casinos are, that I'm aware of.
And the interview concludes with Lefty's words of wisdom, and a story to illustrate the point between food bargains and gambling.
Q: If you had the chance to tell the viewer, in one sentence, what would it be? Look right into the lens here. Here's your chance. What don't they know? What do you want to tell us?

Rosenthal: If I had one thing to tell the public, it would be that so long as you understand what you're up against, have no fear. The only fear that you should have is what you don't know.
Q: So, in other words if you know that the deck is stacked against you or that you can't beat the table or whatever, then it's OK, it's only a game, you do what you want to do?

Rosenthal: I think that's a fair assumption to make. I'll give you a situation that I recall very vividly because while it wasn't unique in the sense that it only happened once, I think it might be interesting to your viewers and to yourself. While I was working in the state of Nevada in the Stardust Hotel we had a promotion where by you can [come] into the hotel at our restaurant. We've got a 49-cent breakfast, complete; two eggs, any way you wanted them, bacon, sausage, ham, toast, coffee, and 49 cents. And it was a lure and we didn't put it on a little billboard. We put it on a big neon that costs hundreds of thousands of dollars to put it on and it revolved. And every car that came down that strip could see it. There's no way to miss it. And yet we were soliciting. We wanted you to walk in that casino, our casino, go enjoy yourself and get that 49-cent breakfast.

I remember one situation where by the family--a husband, wife and two children, as I recall--from the state of Arizona that saved up for a vacation to come to Las Vegas, Nevada for three, four days. And they saw the sign, 49-cent breakfast, complete and because of the line that we had to get into the breakfast room the husband decided to venture over to a black jack table for a few moments. When those few moments expired that man, that father, was broke. He had lost $18,000 in a period of about half an hour. He then approached an executive in the casino and they asked if he could be given help to get back to Arizona. He needed gas money because he was low and he had no money. One picture says 1,000 words. This man and his wife and his children were coming by to try to save some money for a 49 cent breakfast and lost the entire savings that he had brought in and our casino gave him the money to get back to Arizona. That's a heartbreaking story but it happens on an everyday basis.
My perception of Las Vegas and gambling has been dramatically shaped by Mr. Rosenthal's pearls of wisdom.
As usual a recipe in the kitchen becomes a metaphor for a recipe for life.
The public really has no chance to win, but if Lefty ruled the world (or even the casino), we'd at least always get a free drink, free lunch, free dinner, 49 cent or free breakfast, and an equal amount of blueberries in each muffin.

Thursday, July 17, 2008

Recipes of the Stars -- Frank Sinatra's Spaghetti Sauce


Yep, this will only add fuel to the fire to get Dean Martin's pasta recipe from Wayne Newton. I found online the recipe for Frank Sinatra's Spaghetti sauce.
It gets rave reviews from folks who have made it, and comes from a book entitled "Another Taste of Palm Springs"
Frank Sinatra's Tomato Spaghetti Sauce Recipe
Frank says that this goes well with hot French bread and Italian red wine. (And of course Dean Martin's pasta.)
30 min 15 min prep
SERVES 6
2 tablespoons olive oil
1/4 onion, sliced into very thin crescent wedges
1 (1 lb) can tomato, peeled
1/2 teaspoon pepper
1/2 teaspoon salt
1/4 teaspoon basil
1 pinch oregano
parsley
4 garlic cloves
1 lb spaghetti
parmesan cheese, grated, can use Romano
In a frying pan heat olive oil; add onion and the garlic. Saute until brown and remove the garlic.
Put the canned tomatoes and the liquid from the can in a blender and mix gently, less than a minute.
Slowly pour the tomatoes into the frying pan. Be very careful because the liquid on the oil has a tendency to explode. Let this simmer for about 15 minutes. Add the seasoning, stirring well.
In the meantime, put 3 tablespoons of salt into a 4 quart pot of water and bring to a boil. When the sauce is almost ready, put the spaghetti into the boiling water. Stir occasionally and when the spaghetti is almost done, pour in a colander and immediately transfer to a heated platter.
Pour the sauce over the the pasta and mix a little with 2 forks. Sprinkle with some chopped parsley and serve. Sprinkle with cheese, if desired, on top.
It even comes with --
Nutrition Facts
Serving Size 1 (164g)
Recipe makes 6 servings
Calories 340
Calories from Fat 52 (15%)
Amount Per Serving %DV
Total Fat 5.8g 8%
Saturated Fat 0.9g 4%
Monounsaturated Fat 3.5g
Polyunsaturated Fat 1.0g
Trans Fat 0.0g
Cholesterol 0mg 0%
Sodium 202mg 8%
Potassium 319mg 9%
Total Carbohydrate 61.0g 20%
Dietary Fiber 3.5g 14%
Sugars 3.5g
Protein 10.8g 21%
Vitamin A 633mcg 12% Vitamin B6 0.2mg 10% Vitamin B12 0.0mcg 0% Vitamin C 10mg 17%
Vitamin E 0mcg 3% Calcium 26mg 2% Iron 3mg 16%
It's cholesterol free, fairly low in fat and calories. Most spaghetti sauce is pretty healthy, but this one comes with a stamp of approval from the Chairman of the Board.
Open a bottle of red, fire up the stove, and put on "Frank Sinatra Sings for Only the Lonely" -- it just doesn't get any better than that.