Paul Feig is serious about good food. The director behind that chocolate fountain rampage in Bridesmaids (and Kristen Wiig’s character’s lovingly crafted cakes) recently wrote about his traumatic culinary upbringing in suburban Detroit and his predilection for “ultra-civilized dining” for Food & Wine magazine.
“If I could afford to eat every meal for the rest of my life in a beautiful dining room, surrounded by tuxedoed waiters swarming around my table, trading out large amounts of highly polished utensils for each of the many courses on the chef's tasting menu, I would,” Feig writes.
And his current advice to F&W readers who know how to eat: “Go to Vegas and live it up.”
For Feig, that means bypassing buffets (they violate one of his basic dining tenets and evoke memories of somewhere scary called the Swedish House Smogasbord) and heading straight for our city’s finer restaurants. Where does he like to kick it? Feig gives shout outs to Bouchon, Guy Savoy, Aureole and Bartolotta, as well as, chefs like José Andrés, Pierre Gagnaire and, of course, the mighty Joël Robuchon.
Dining at the latter’s MGM Grand Mansion recently, Feig recalls being “dazzled” by the four-hour degustation menu, with its perfect plates and decadent carts. “… were it not for the occasional sound of slot machines (and the lack of Nigerian royalty), this Robuchon could've easily been in Paris on the Champs-Élysées.”
But this is Vegas. And yes, that means clanging slots and loose (or non-existent) dress codes, but it also means a steady arrival of new culinary adventures and a burgeoning off-Strip dining scene that’s well worth a taste (even without all those tuxedoed waiters). If you ever need a dinner companion, Paul Feig, well, you know where to look.