so what's a group to do after staging a two day conference, a fashion show, and answering countless questions from complete strangers? yessiree, head to thomas keller's new restaurant, bouchon. a short (ok, incredibly long) walk down the strip from caesar's to the venetian, and you end up in an incredibly chic (though still oddly fake, not at all like the eerie reality of balthazar in nyc) french bistro.
the food was insane, there was a boudin blanc (a white french sausage that cuts like butter and probably carries nothing but, you know, butter) that i swear called out my name in dulcet tones at one point in the meal, an insane brined chicken with lavender honey, a brown butter apple galette with cardamom ice cream. . . drool. here was where vegas came to life for me. fabulous foods, all within walking distance of each other.
proving that great minds (an appetites) think alike, much of the rest of marketing creative team showed up as well, completely by coincidence. witness the bar scene, replete with ann, brandy, and hoa:
rachel and angela:
shane, nancy and jennifer:
when we finally sat at our table, it didn't take long for the J to start pouring.
it being evelyn's birthday, there was a little celebration layered onto the evening: