Last weekend I went on a trip that was a month in the making. Ben and I flew from Portland (stopping at PDX Rogue before our flight, of course), my best friend Cortney flew from DC, and Fr. Augustine drove from LA all to meet in Las Vegas for the Muse concert. Sure, Cortney got trapped in Dallas overnight because of a delay and Augustine didn't show up until we were all poolside, but the best possible combination of people were in one place for one awesome show.
I say that we were the best possible combination because all of us absolutely love food. We could have easily spent the entire time restaurant-hopping like I did the last time I was in Vegas. We did manage a few great stops while we were there, actually. Ben and I had 2 am pizza at New York New York (it's a can't-miss if you're a night owl).
Once Cortney arrived, we had breakfast at Studio Cafe in MGM Grand. Also a great spot, but the orange juice is sinfully overpriced.
It was once Fr. Augustine arrived that we really went nuts. Guster Bunny can put away food like no one else, which is a startling feat for such a skinny guy. Behold the madness that ensued at the More Buffet at Luxor Hotel; not only did he have more plates of food than all of us, he also put away twice as many desserts.
The first, a cream puff to which he obviously holds great reverence, died in one fell swoop.
The look of fear on Cortney's face only got worse when she realized that there was no stopping him. At that point Ben just put the camera on the table and started taking pictures of Augustine in different stages of gluttony.
Between the concert (which was life-changing), the company, and the food, it was a delicious trip. I am already looking for excuses to travel with these three again, mostly to see what else we can get Augustine to eat.
Special thanks to Augustine, Ben, and Cortney (my ABC), MUSE, and SFO airport for having the best airport food in the country (it was a delightful layover thanks to that!)
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