This may have been my only breakfast in Las Vegas, but I’m pretty sure I got right in there at the top first time.
After much research I’d found that the Wynn apparently served the best breakfast in Sin City and booked us in. On the day we went to totally the wrong place (hotels in Vegas have more than one restaurant, I learned), got annoyed they didn’t have my reservation, and my friends and I stormed off to make the most of our morning at the first restaurant we saw.
The Terrace Pointe Café – what a find!
19 hours in Vegas
We’d arrived in Vegas at about 5pm absolutely, completely and totally wiped from a week at Coachella Festival. We only had one night here and I was determined to make the most of it. We made it up to the Stratosphere Big Shot (a thrill ride on top of a skyscraper), out to the New York, New York Hotel for dinner, to the Bellagio fountains, a few quick bets in Ceasar’s Palace… and that was about it.
Unfortunately by about midnight all we wanted was to go to bed. No all night partying at the hotel clubs for me, or gambling, or drinking, or exploring, or anything.
Must go back.
Breakfast: Vegas style
The next day I was leaving at midday to make my flight to New York. This meant I had one experience to make the most of my quick Las Vegas Holiday: Breakfast.
And that’s where the Terrace Pointe Cafe comes in.
We needed a feast and just shy of ordering everything off the menu, we had a Vegas breakfast each and then one to share. Along with coffees and fruit juices to really get to know the menu, of course.
This made us happy, as you can see.
Check these beasts out
Huevos Rancheros – peppers, soft tortilla, spices and poached eggs.
Eggs Benedict Trio – one each of traditional, pork and Maine lobster benedict
Brioche French Toast – coated with pecans, banana, granola and maple syrup
Crispy Fried Chicken and Waffles – two fried chicken breasts with a fried egg, bacon-scallion waffle and spiced maple syrup on the side
And we got an extra portion of Applewood Smoked Bacon on the side. Obviously not pictured, I forgot, but just look at that cappuccino presentation!
I can honestly say it was one of the biggest, best and most delicious breakfasts I’ve ever had the pleasure of chowing down on.
Oh. My. Days. No wonder we got fat in America!