Breakfast, Beer Is the Only Way to Start the Day

By Spencer Hall
For those of you on the East Coast, the games begin at a respectable hour of noonish or so, but for West Coasters the hoopstravaganza gets underway at a still bleary nine in the morning.
This means you’ll need BREEEEAAAAAAKFAAAAAST:

And like seemingly everyone else watching basketball here, you’ll also need alcohol with breakfast. The Vegas Chef is here to recommend the proper poison with your basketball brunch. After all, if breakfast is the most important meal of the day, then this is also the most important drink of your day, too.
The Bellagio Buffet. “Dine and discover. A world of transcendent flavors is on display for your optimum enjoyment.” That means an omelet station with a guy who’ll make you your own hangover omelet! YAY hangover omelet!
With this we recommend ... A Bud Light in an aluminum can-bottle.
The Omelet House. For those wanting the local feel, why not try the Omelet House, a cozy, wood-paneled 70s retreat with affordable eats? You won’t, because you’ll just drag your ragged self to the nearest hotel buffet like everyone else, but it’s a nice idea.
With this we recommend ... A Bud Light in an aluminum can-bottle.
La Creperie at Paris. Classic savory and sweet crepes of a near Parisian quality. Snooty, classic Gallic breakfast fare five minutes from everywhere on the strip! Oh, la la!
With this we recommend ... A Bud Light in an aluminum can-bottle.
Imperial Palace’s “Grand Buffet.” The eggs are rubbery, the steak is attempting to walk off with your luggage, the fruit sits under heat lamps and the sausage is on ice. The X-Games of risky eating awaits you at the generic, terrifying Grand Buffet!
With this we recommend ... A Bud Light in an aluminum can-bottle.
(Really, everyone here’s drinking Bud Light in aluminum can-bottles. It’s like invisible beer monkeys are repeatedly shoving them in everyone’s hands, and no one seems to ask questions.)
Spencer is covering the manic gamblefest out in Vegas. Follow his work here. ↵