Burnout comes easy in the high-pressure world of television, and when the opportunity arose to move to Las Vegas and bring my friends and star chefs to open their restaurants at the Venetian, I made the move here.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I came to Vegas because I wanted to, not because I thought it could help my career. I didn't even know they had comedy clubs here.
Guests love to be 'wowed' in Las Vegas. They enjoy and embrace new tastes, new flavors, and they come to expect the unexpected in Las Vegas.
Las Vegas is the boiling pot of entertainment.
While I was busy hating Vegas, and hiding from Vegas, a funny thing happened. I grew to love Vegas.
I've learned a lot about putting a show up in Vegas. You can't just all of a sudden put up a show here and do well. Nobody does.
Burnout is grist to the mill. I write every day, for most of the day, so it's just about turning into metaphor whatever's going on in my life, in the world, and in my head. Every nightmare, every moment of grief or joy or failure, is a moment I can convert into cash via words.
The opportunity to be a star chef, to imagine it would be here in Las Vegas, I couldn't comprehend it.
Everytime I go to Vegas, I seem to incur some kind of fine.
Staying in Vegas would've been too easy for me.
I didn't much like Las Vegas. The noise of the place and the whole 24-hour, 'let's play the slot machines all night' culture of the place just left me cold.