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| - Oh yes. Delightful. Breakfast at the Patisserie Jean Philippe... located inside the Bellagio Hotel... offers a wide range of selections for not-just breakfast but lunch as well and any number of appropriate snacking moments in-between.
My usual is a ham and cheese croissant, OJ and coffee. But what ho? Those cinnamon rolls look awfully good... with a thick shmear of buttery, sugary goodness slathered on top. And maybe a crepe? A Nutella crepe? Yeah I think maybe so... just to warm up the old boiler... hey is that gelato? Dulce de leche gelato? well maybe just a small scoop. No small scoops? Okay, pile it on there, ma'am! Wow is that gelato good. So rich... So sweet... So right next to all those pastries. Do I dare compound my gluttony with a pastry? I suppose I should man up or or Chef Maury, possessed of his "Meilleur Ouvrier" tricolor collar will accuse me of being a "leetle bit girly, avec un appetit comme une oiseau" Well that freakin' tears it, chef. Gimme a black forest ham and gruyere crepe and a chocolate eclair, a blueberry danish and another latte. And maybe some of the carrot cake with the decadent frosting and why not a couple of boxes of chocolate orange cookies and a bag of the marshmallows in assorted flavors to eat in the ambulance on my way to the hospital. EMTs gotta eat too, right? They might have to pry the confections from my cold dead hands, but given enough time at Jean Philippe a more likely scenario may never emerge.
I will say this. If you have anything resembling a sweet tooth and you visit Las Vegas without making a pilgrimage to Patisserie Jean Philippe, God doesn't have enough lightning bolts with which to strike you down. You have been warned.
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