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| - Listen up and listen real good! This past unprofitable trek to Clark County, I ventured over to a little joint they call The Lotus of Siam on my final day in town.
I was in between hotel rooms and took the tram to the SLS, where I proceeded to walk 10 long blocks on E Sahara with $2800 in Ben Franklins in my Fossil-brand wallet. Not one of the smarter things I've done in this city of Gold, but it's exercise and I've heard so many great things about this joint that I refused to leave town without giving it a shot.
Let's just say that I'm sure I'll give this petty little business another go around, but it wasn't anything special and it most certainly isn't any Le Thai.
I love this place (Le Thai) and will eat here at least three times when I do my usual two night stay downtown on my three annual trips. I've never had a bad experience, the staff is great and the food is fantastic.
I'll even come in all by my lonesome where the locals can stare at the guy with no friends and who likes to drink alone like rock icon George Thorogood. I'm not embarrassed or ashamed. I mind my own business and scarf down anything from the soups, papaya salads, thai wings, curries, fried rice, and (most importantly) the lemongrass daiquiri.
NOTHING epitomizes masculinity than one of those lemongrass daiquiri's. They make the lemongrass syrup in house and I deposit those bad boys in my innards, if you know what I'm sayin'.
If Yelp allows me to post a picture of the papaya salad and daiquiri I took, would you possibly laugh at a 6'4", sharp dressed outsider scarfin' that down all the way in the back of the joint by his lonesome? Or how about at the bar for all of the patrons to see?
The prices are great (they have an amazing lunch special for $10 that can't be beat....not even a Ebola Burrito Bowl over at the Chipotle can compare).
The Lotus of Siam doesn't compare, either.
Go to Le Thai.
Good bye.
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