Today is the first day of astronomical spring, so I decided to do another photo dump of miscellaneous pictures I took last season that didn’t warrant having their own dedicated blog posts. (Yes, I know I usually go off meteorological seasons, but it was just more convenient this time to go off astronomical seasons because I was busier than usual at the beginning of this month.)
I don’t actually remember which restaurants these first two photos are from because they were so long ago, but here is a random bowl of noodles and a random chirashi bowl I had.


For dinner one day, I met up with a friend who lives in the southeastern Las Vegas Valley and checked out Noodle Master, which I was told was a relatively new restaurant. Pictured below was our appetizer, spicy pork wontons in chili oil sauce, topped with green onions and served with a side of wonton sauce.

From where we were sitting, we got a decent view of the kitchen where we were able to watch them make noodles. For my main entrée, I ordered hand-pulled wide dandan noodles with minced pork, cucumber, crushed peanuts, spicy soy sauce, and Sichuan pepper, but I forgot to take a picture of it.

Earlier this month, there were some severe fires in Southern California. I have friends who live in the at-risk areas, so I headed over to Los Angeles County to help out with disaster prevention and recovery where I could.
This photograph was taken at almost 11 PM on the night the Eaton Fire started. The smoke was so thick and had already covered such a wide area that it illuminated the night sky and made the moon look like a glowing orb of fire.

The severity of the fires was amplified due to severe winds. The winds also caused direct damage on top of spreading the fire; they toppled a lot of trees, many of which fell into roadways and blocked the flow of traffic.

While in the Southern California area, I met up with one of my friends for dinner. She ordered cheese katsu curry thinking that it would literally just be a chunk of cheese with breading, presumably envisioning a fancier mozzarella stick dish. Well, it ended up being pork dunked in a layer of cheese, which was then covered in panko bread crumbs and fried.
She’s particular about meats and did not like this pork, so she musical-chairsed the dish over to me. I don’t like cheese, but I also don’t like wasting food, so I ate it anyway. … I guess that is one way to make me to eat cheese.

My company Tempo used to have team houses in Southern California back when we still competed in esports, but since entirely realigning the company towards game development, we’ve gone fully remote and no longer have any team houses or offices. That’s made it rare for us to ever see each other in person, so when an opportunity does arise, I usually show up.
Our CEO was in Los Angeles County for some unrelated business, so while he was there, we had a small gathering at the Sea Level Restaurant and Lounge at the Shade Hotel Redondo Beach. I don’t quite remember what we ordered, but just based on the photos, it seems like I got the catch of the day, and the other person whose meal I photographed got some kind of salmon dish.


After dinner, we went for a walk together around the marina, which gave me nostalgia from when we had our Redondo Beach and Long Beach team houses a handful of years ago.


This is the Holy Apple. No further context will be provided.

I finally got an opportunity to watch the Fountains of Bellagio’s choreographed water show from the western point of view. Now all I need to do is go for a swim and watch the show from under the water jets, and then I will have seen the show from every possible angle and perspective.


For dinner one day, I dined at the Yellowtail Japanese Restaurant & Lounge at the Bellagio Hotel & Casino. Pictured below are our dishes of edamame with sweet chili, cucumber salad with sesame and ume amazu, rock shrimp with Korean chili aïoli, and what I believe is a matcha cheesecake (but I don’t remember for sure).




One day, I was driving southbound on South Las Vegas Boulevard when I ran into an insane amount of congestion that was backed up to around Resorts World Las Vegas. After making it closer to the intersection of Fashion Show Drive and skimming through some local Las Vegas news websites on my phone in standstill, bumper-to-bumper traffic, I found out that there was a group of protestors who were planning on marching north on the Strip, turning left onto Fashion Show Drive, and concluding their demonstration in front of Trump International Hotel Las Vegas.
Well, I guess the Trump Hotel got tipped off about this and they (reasonably) didn’t want their business operations disrupted and didn’t want to have a bunch of non-clientele trespassers on their private property, so it seems like they somehow convinced the Las Vegas Metropolitan Police Department to shut down all westbound travel on the entirety of Fashion Show Drive, both foot traffic and vehicular traffic, starting from South Las Vegas Boulevard.
The protestors comically did not know what to do anymore, so I guess they sort of just … stood there. Overflowing onto the street. Which then prompted the police to also have to close a few lanes of travel on South Las Vegas Boulevard to make sure the protestors didn’t get hit by cars while they tried to rally them back onto the sidewalk.
What a clown fiesta.

Back when Tempo was still in esports and we had a professional H1Z1 team, we were forced to work with the Rio Hotel & Casino as the temporary competitor housing provider for the league. Back then, the Rio was still owned by Caesars Entertainment. My experience with the Rio was so catastrophically bad that it sort of just ruined all Caesars properties for me, so I generally avoid anything Caesars-related.
With that being said, I usually don’t let my grudges interfere with my friends’ wishes. One of my friends was in town for a conference, and Mon Ami Gabi at the Paris Las Vegas Hotel & Casino was in a convenient location for dinner, so I decided to finally give a Caesars property’s restaurant a chance.

We started with some melted brie with apricot jam, brown butter walnuts, and mint with a side of croutons. This was basically a gigantic chunk of heavy, greasy cheese that tasted like I was dumping a bottle of coagulated cooking oil into my mouth. At least the walnuts were decent, I guess.

Next was onion soup au gratin, baked with gruyère cheese. … I will let the photograph speak for itself.
Yes, this is exactly how it came out from the kitchen.

My friend was craving a burger, so we got le cheeseburger & frites with tomme de savoie cheese, pickles, and diced onion. The burger patty was dry and flavorless.
Needless to say, based on this particular dinner, I cannot recommend Mon Ami Gabi.

I, Adam Parkzer, am always ready for a picture, at all times, no matter what.

Always.

One day, I was driving southbound on South Las Vegas Boulevard (not too far away from the photo near Fashion Show Drive above) when, again, there was an insane amount of congestion. I eventually approached the intersection of Mystère Dreams Avenue where I discovered that there seemed to be… an obstruction in the road.
Now, driving long vehicles is not easy. I drive a pickup truck and even that can sometimes get tricky in tight areas, so driving an entire bus is obviously going to be very difficult, especially in a place like the Las Vegas Strip where there’s a lot going on. In order to not swipe things with the tail end of the bus, you have to make very wide turns, i.e., you have to drive “outwards” first, and then actually make the turn afterwards.
Well, apparently this bus took the most inopportune time to break down: right as the bus driver reached the peak of the “outward” portion of the wide turn. This bus broke down in a way that blocked three out of the four travel lanes on South Las Vegas Boulevard.
Have I mentioned anything about clown fiestas yet?

I usually go get a haircut about once every two months. Two months is a long time, and a lot can happen in two months. Well, apparently, at some point in the last two months, something happened that prompted the hair salon I go to to post a new, interesting sign below their Clark County business license.
… I would like to personally meet and shake the hand of the person who walked into this building, saw several people sitting in salon chairs and styling stations getting their hair done, and genuinely thought they had stumbled across a medical facility.

It’s common for people to smoke indoors in Las Vegas casinos while gambling, and that is also one of the things that I find most annoying about Las Vegas casinos.
I somehow missed this when it happened, but apparently, Park MGM Las Vegas decided to convert to a non-smoking property back in late 2020. To show my appreciation, I decided to go for a walk around the Park MGM one day and stopped by La Pizzeria alla Romana in La Cucina del Mercato at Eataly for a quick lunch.
The pizza was … underwhelming.

And finally, here is a random photo of shishito peppers.



























































































