Most of us plebeians can only guess at the perks available to mega-high rollers at Las Vegas casinos. Twenty-four hour butler service? Dinners personally prepared by celebrity chefs? Carte blanche to do anything, say anything, be anything, as long as your credit holds up?
Take a glimpse behind the curtain and into a high roller suite after the jump.
Occasionally, a host will break ranks and tell us how it really goes down in the high roller suites. But lately details of the high roller lifestyle have trickled into the public consciousness thanks to lawsuits sparked by big spenders going bust. Last year, the Terrance Watanabe case was all over the news. Watanabe reportedly lost $127 million at then-Harrah's Entertainment casinos in 2006-7. They ended up settling it, but not before his lawyers aired allegations that his massive play was fueled by a never-ending (well, at least while the money lasted) stream of alcohol and drugs.
Today, I read about another former high roller, Ausaf Umar Siddiqui, who's facing charges for allegedly embezzling millions of dollars to cover an international string of gambling debts, including $20 million to Las Vegas casino.
One sentence in the KLAS report particularly caught my eye:
"Siddiqui was once considered a Vegas high-roller who reportedly demanded casino employees leave golden raisins and bottles of Dom Perignon in his room."
I understand Dom, which isn't exactly two-buck Chuck, as a mark of high rollerdom/ But is there some other meaning to "golden raisins" that I'm not getting? Like raisins dipped in actual gold? Because anyone in the world with $20 can get a six pack of Sun Maid golden raisins from Amazon.
Maybe high roller perks don't have to be the best of the best--maybe some of them are just good, old-fashioned stuff you like to have around.
So let's say by some twist of fate you find yourself with a villa and an 8-figure credit line at Wynn. What will you demand be waiting in your room when you get back from the tables?
I'd probably want a tuna and cheese sub from Dino's (Margate, New Jersey) waiting for me...though if they could pull it off, a cheese steak from Voltaco's (Ocean City, New Jersey) would really hit the spot. And, for some other folks in my party, an extensive DVD library of Thomas the Tank Engine, Max and Ruby, and Backyardigans.
What are your requests?