Nobody goes to Vegas to make decisions that they’re proud of. Sure, you may jet in with the best of intentions — a fancy dinner maybe; a cirque show and then bed — but once you hit your first slot machine in the airport just to get the weekend rolling (which is good, because the airport machines are a scam) you’re well on your way to a weekend that starts with alcoholic milkshakes and ends with the possibility of you trying to bury an assasin’s body in the desert. Hey, what happens in Vegas…you know the rest.
The point here is that Vegas is all about excess: They’ve got a snow room that makes bubbles at one of the spas, there’s a restaurant where the wine has to be collected from the top of a four-story tower by a somersaulting woman in a harness, and you can get drunk on a ferris wheel (which is actually very cool and not that scary, considering). In short, Vegas was the perfect place to take our $100 challenge. You’ve already seen what $100 avocado toast looks like, now, gaze upon the sin of gluttony in its physical form — an order of chicken and waffles that’ll cost you a portrait of a frowning Benjamin Franklin.
This National Fried Chicken Day (July 6!) you’ve got to drop what you’re doing and cruise into Yardbird Southern Kitchen, where we bet (sorry) you’ll be glad you dropped a hundo on this and not the roulette table.
So, what makes this meal worth 100 crisp dollar bills that have never seen a craps table? Chef Sandra Palomo starts with truffle waffles cooked in truffle oil, adds chicken deep fried in duck fat, and then tops the whole thing with caviar, maple foie gras butter, and mint rosé compressed watermelon. And because Vegas is all about all gold errryyyyythhhhiiiiiing, the finishing touch is a glitter of gold leaf. But it’s all about too much remember? Ain’t no one coming to Vegas to get conservative. So just because she knows you need something cool to wash this down with, your meal comes with a bacon-infused old-fashioned, just like nature intended!
Would you pay $100 for some upscaaaaaaale comfort food? That answer should be a “yes,” and that’s good because you can get it today at Yardbird! Can’t make it to Vegas in the middle of the week? If you’re the type that plans their debauchery, you can get this made for you with 48 hours notice. So gas up the car, buy a plane ticket, cash out your retirement, and call Yardbird to tell them you’re coming. (Good luck with that whole body-in-the-desert thing, too.)