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| - I don't "do" girls night out. But for The Melting Pot, I "did do" girl's night out. I went with three girls that I cheered with back in high school. I mean waaaayyyyy back in high school. How far back? No business of yours, sir! Anyhow, after reconnecting after ...let's call it "many" years... the four of us went to TMP for 'couples night'. We feigned lesbian love in order to fit into a great special, and I'm not afraid to admit it! No, really, they didn't seem to care, as long as we were in groups of two.
If you read nothing else, read this: Plan on three + hours here. Savor. Enjoy. Linger. It takes that long... it just DOES. Do not tell your spouse (or babysitter or cat or whomever you answer to) that you'll be home in two hours. Ahem.
Onward!
Best highlight of the night for me: the Search and Rescue Spoon!!!!! This struck my funny bone so hard and it was the topic of many jokes and pictures throughout the night.
If you are looking for a place to take kids, do the rest of us a favor: DON'T COME HERE. Go someplace where the food is served in nugget form, and removal of shoes is appropriate. We don't want to hear your kids whine or your baby scream. I have kids but there's a time and a place, people. The rest of us come to places like this just to get away from you.
Moving on!
I could wax fond for hours giving loving descriptions of the food here, I really could. It was both unique AND delicious. The experience of it is incredibly fun, the atmosphere feels SO intimate somehow (no awkward eye contact with anyone who isn't at your table) and everything about it just amazing. There was an "appetizer" course, a "main" course, and a "dessert" course. You can choose to dip or cook your food in any kind of cheese or broth... but let's be honest, it's all foreplay leading up to to what really matters there: the dessert course.
We chose the "S'mores" dessert experience. I'm not being pretentious... it really is an *experience*. Just think:a giant pot of melted chocolate, swirled with marshmallow cream, which gets some sort of flammable (I'm assuming liquor) poured on top and set on fire, which toasts the marshmallow creme, and THEN they add the crushed graham crackers.... and after THAT we got to dip things like cheesecake, rice krispy treats, poundcake, strawberries, and brownies in the hot melty S'morey goodness... let me just say that I briefly experienced Nirvana.
Yes, yes, I hear people say it's expensive, and I guess that is relative. If you've stayed at the Aria, or in a suite at Mandalay Bay, or anywhere decent in Vegas for a week and paid $40 for a drink poolside, then comparatively/relatively.... it was downright cheap.
(If you get all indignant over anything that doesn't come from the dollar menu at McDonalds, then don't go to Vegas and don't go to The Melting Pot. Seriously, just stay at home and crab about inflation and watch some public television, you'll be happier.) As for me, the whole point of working is to earn money that then enables me to go places and eat things and buy stuff for my family. This falls in the category of "going to a Place" and "eating Things" so I was happy.
Once we split up the dinner bill, I felt that my portion (including the completely optional dessert course and one adult beverage- so if you must be a tightwad you could do it for less than I did) of only $40 was downright freaking CHEAP, worth every last cent and then some... and I can't wait to go back!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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