Comments on: The great oatmeal quest

By: walt

walt — Sat, 01 Oct 2005 16:42:41 +0000

Thanks. Fortunately, I’m healthier than I was at age 40, and my 50s were probably my most productive decade (but I’m not done yet, by any means). And I must admit that I really don’t think of myself as a cranky old geezer (although it was always a fun pose), so I guess I’m grateful to Steven C. for convincing me to drop the age/crankiness gambit.

By: Eli

Eli — Sat, 01 Oct 2005 04:50:10 +0000

Happy 60th, Walt!

By: walt

walt — Fri, 30 Sep 2005 15:06:55 +0000

Wonderful! [Rochelle: The waiters swore that they'd actually served oatmeal each day...but that's not 100% proof. ]

There was another not-quite-so-odd outage: At dinner the first evening, a light dinner, I noticed that they had Ferarri-Carano’s high-end chardonnay by the glass for around $9–which, for a wine that goes for $30+ in stores, isn’t awful. That made sense: The Carano family owns the Eldorado. Unfortunately, they didn’t actually have any available. Fortunately, the $3.50/glass house chardonnay was unusually good for the price.

The next evening, having a casual dinner at Silver Legacy–next door to and partially co-owned with the Eldorado–we noticed the same chardonnay. At $15 a glass, which I wasn’t willing to pay but which would represent standard restaurant markup. What I will say for Silver Legacy, besides having less foul air than the other major downtown casinos: If I was playing quarter slots and asked whether I wanted a drink and responded “chardonnay,” I actually got decent, recognizable chardonnay, cold but not icy, in a wine glass. Two-three years ago, all you’d ever get st most casinos would be lukewarm cheap white wine in a plastic cup.

By: Brian

Brian — Fri, 30 Sep 2005 14:58:09 +0000

As with jam in Looking-Glass land, perhaps it’s oatmeal every other day in Reno.

By: rochelle

rochelle — Fri, 30 Sep 2005 14:18:41 +0000

My guess is that they never have oatmeal ready. My husband is an oatmeal person, and I’ve heard the “sorry we’re out” plenty of times. You’d think that they’d at least keep those individual packets of mushy oatmeal for emergencies. My husband is also a big fan of peanut butter and frequently asks for it with his toast. Amazing how many restaurants don’t keep an industrial-sized jar of Jif on the counter for kids of all ages. When I go out for breakfast, though, I want something that I can’t make at home, or can’t make as well, like a feta/spinach omelette and good hash browns.