It was the best of meals. It was the worst of meals.

We had dinner at the Eiffel Tower restaurant in Paris Las Vegas. It's one of the more exquisite places to dine in the country. (The last time I was there I was seated near Bill Gates). It's equal to the deuxieme etage restaurant in the eiffel tower in France where my wife and I celebrated an anniversary years ago. The perfect setting across from the dancing waters of Bellagio; a 6 course tasting menu including foie gras, steak medallion, and souffle, perfectly presented and served. Formidable! The next day I rushed into the Bastille for lunch (they call it McDonalds now). Did I hate it? Let me count the ways: cheap, nasty food, no cutlery, napkin dispenser out, sullen service when there was service and a bell that kept ringing in the kitchen. Was there a price difference between the two places? Bien sur..a big one! Isn't there some way that the classes can break bread together without living in a world of such gross inequality? What, are you a socialist? A Communist? Maybe some heads should roll!