The LAS club was ridiculously better than I remembered from pre-pandemic times this morning. They had a charcuterie board of sorts--slices of ham and hard-boiled egg, plus artichoke-tomato-mozzarella-olive skewers--followed by a tray of scrambled eggs that came streaked with melted cheese and flecked with parsley and roasted bell pepper. The wrapped croissants, bagels, waffles and muffins next to that weren't that special, but then at the bar I found a chicken-and-waffles station, with a choice of toppings that included strawberries and banana slices in some kind of syrup. I kept thinking "This is a United Club? And not at LHR or even a domestic hub, but an outstation?" I didn't even think of checking out The Club, the Priority Pass lounge closer to United's gates at LAS.

Note also the fresh fruit, not that anybody goes to Vegas for their health.


Note to self for the next time: try making a breakfast sandwich by combining the eggs with some of those ham slices in one of the croissants.


To be fair, the chicken had spent a little too much time under a heat lamp.