You want to eat here. Trust me.
So we’re in Vegas on the way to Los Angeles, and a friend suggests we try Capriotti’s Sandwich Shop. It’s got this sandwich there with turkey, stuffing, cranberry sauce — it’s a sandwich you’ll be interested in trying, he says. And it’s just around the corner from where we’re staying. Win-win.
Now this guy who recommended Capriotti’s, we don’t know him that well. In fact, we just met him, but now that we’ve eaten at Capriotti’s, I trust him with my life. I’m not speaking for Adrienne, but I will let Jason perform heart surgery on me. I trust him that much. And it might come to that. My heart’s not in great shape, and I’m on a budget.