If there was ever a reason for me to move to Las Vegas, I think that this:
would be it. This is the Fresh Fruit served up at the Peppermill on the Las Vegas Strip. Of all the amazing places up and down the strip, this is absolutely THE place that I must visit. Most places have a place that they have to hit the moment they get back from vacation, I have a place that I have to hit the moment I arrive at my destination. The Fresh Fruit is a ridiculously huge pile of fruit, with nine different kinds of fruit all piled up in a fashion that reminds diners of Carmen Miranda's hat. It is accompanied by a small loaf of banana bread, and a choice of ice cream, rainbow sherbet, or cottage cheese. As fun as it is to get rainbow sherbet with a breakfast item, I'd have to say to get the cottage cheese unless you're ordering this as a side to split between four people. With the ice cream or sherbet, it's just all sweet and your palate suffers from overload.
We ended up back at the Peppermill after a rough night for me at the Flamingo (I really want to know how on earth their engineering department thought it would be a good idea to leave the room completely devoid of functional reading lights!), slurping down a Scorpion (completely different from the Trader Vic's recipe but still darn tasty) and nibbling an appetizer platter in their iconic Fireside Lounge. I've now decided that not only am I replicating a Peppermill booth in my dining room, I'm making a flaming fountain like the Peppermill one in my backyard. I just love everything about the Peppermill. It's not the best food you'll find on the strip, there are literally scores of places that offer up better food. The Peppermill is just a simple little coffee shop done right, by people who care about what they serve up. I sort of wish that there was a Peppermill around here somewhere, but then it might not have quite the same special cachet of the Las Vegas one.
