Day In, Day Out
I made the decision to go out of town later in the day on Sunday. I figured I would have a relaxing weekend in town but quickly found myself wasting the day away and growing bored. So I packed a bag, filled my tank, and started heading for the hills. I figured I’m getting pretty good at this caution to the wind winging it.
When I got there, I was catching the tail end of Street Vibrations. All of the beautiful, powerful, custom chrome on two wheels. These motorcycles were gorgeous but I had a different mission in mind. I checked in at Harrah’s and decided to try the buffet. I had never eaten at Carvings but I’m always up for the challenge.
There was a pretty good selection of hot pan foods varying in saltiness. It wasn’t the best buffet. You’ll probably find something that’s a little better than everything else and fill up on that. I did eat the prime rib and it was decent. Wasn’t seasoned too well but cooked to the correct temperature (and yes, medium-rare is the correct temperature). The real crowned jewel in this smorgasbord were the dessert crepes.
These bad boys are made to order with an array of fillings and toppings. I went with the wonderful banana Nutella crepe. I could not get enough of it. It wasn’t too heavy but definitely rich and and sweet with the nuttiness coming through. Definitely have one (or a few) if you ever make your way to the buffet at Harrah’s.
After dinner, it was time to get in the poker room. I took a short walk over tot he Eldorado and found a seat in the 1-2 no-limit game. There were a few familiar faces and it seemed like a pretty friendly table. I played pretty tight and the cards just weren’t coming. I made one good shove with pocket 8’s and he decided to let the hand go. I ended the session up about $60. I figured I would call it a night and keep my bankroll intact for the next day.
I cashed out and took a little walk around the streets of downtown Reno. With the festival winding down, I saw a a little joint around the corner called Doc Holliday’s Saloon. Always like to pay homage to the old cowboys and gamblers of the past.
After a few drinks, I decided to hit the hay.
I got a good night’s sleep and the day was filled with potential. I wanted to try out Hash House A Go Go downstairs and order the chicken and waffles. I had no idea what to expect but they blew my mind.
Delicious sage crust, golden, fluffy waffles, and fried leeks surrounding this beautiful plate. Oh yeah, I forgot to mention, the waffles had thick strips of bacon inside them. This monstrous brunch was ready to be devoured. I wasted no time and got to work, son.
I wanted to get over to Peppermill, the best poker room in Reno, and get in a game before the Monday night football crowd got in. I found a seat there and prepared play for a while. A few hands in, I got pocket 6’s and was able to limp in and see a cheap flop. I flopped quads. I figured I would just slow-play it and see if anyone would dump some more money in the pot. I was only able to get a few more dollars but I got the high-hand bonus of $100. My hand also held up for the next few hours and I won another $100 for the high-hand from 2-6 P.M. It was just a great game to be in. The cards kept coming and I ended up walking with an extra $400. Bonus, they were serving sliders and potato salad as long as you were playing. Free dinner and fatter wallet, win-win.
I was saddened knowing I had to head back in the morning and get back to work but there are things we must do. I got to bed early with money in my pocket and food in my tummy.
I got up bright and early and began my drive back home. Before I could get in the car, the beauty of Reno just slowed me down for a moment.
Sometimes you just had to stop for a minute and soak in surroundings. Breathing in that cold air and let the colors wash over me. Don’t miss these moments, stop and feel it.
I won’t be gone too long. Keep the lights on and the cards coming.