It's more like what you shouldn't do in Vegas, but yes, eat.
Gamble? Send me your money. I don't know who said it, but whoever said that gambling was a tax on people who are bad at math sure had it right.
My brother lived there. One day while visiting there (my wife was attending a professional conference), he came down from Cedar City and he asked me what I wanted to do. I saw a big storm over a mountain that reminded me of the movie, The Ten Commandments. "Can you get me up there in the middle of that," I asked him. He said he could and off we went. We drove to the mountain and up the mountain. It was sunny and beautiful all the way up, but soon it darkened and then snow began hitting the windshield. Pretty soon snow was hitting us from every side and I could see no sun anywhere. We were sliding around and it was beautiful. We saw another car that was stuck and some people were pushing it, and soon they got it going. So we turned around and I told him I thought we ought to get out of there.
We turned around and he began speeding down the mountain, but on the other side. Within ten minutes, it was bright and sunny again and fifteen minutes we were zipping past sand and cactus. We could see the storm up the mountain, but it was now hot. Way too hot for snow! I'd never seen such rapid changes in weather.
Anyway, we had a hoot. And we kept on driving. When I told my wife that night that we almost got stuck in a blizzard earlier in the day, she thought I was lying. I'd love to do it again.
Oh, make sure you watch the movie Casino before you go.