Go, Coolio, go

My Tweet on Dubai was “None dare call it Vegas.” The world is waking up from a pretty bad bender and acting as if no one could have predicted epic fail with ski jumps in a desert. But the same meltdown is happening in the Nevada wasteland where all the marquee chefs are clusterfucking. A restaurant wonderland where nearly all the food and consumers have to be flown in is not exactly sustainable no matter how much muck the climate-change deniers throw up. Maybe they should just declare falafel the new sushi and be done with it.