The Party: Spiegelworld's Raunchy Dinner Circus

Spiegelworld turned a meal into madness and somehow made it the best $150 on the Strip.

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If you’ve ever forked over $150 for a “dinner theater” experience that left you staring at a sad Caesar salad while a guy in tights juggles glow sticks like it’s amateur hour at a kid’s birthday, congrats, you’ve been Cirque’d. Dare I also say that if you ever forked out the cash for a fun night at Mayfair Supper club, then you’ve also been taken advantage of…

But then there’s The Party, Spiegelworld’s middle-finger masterpiece tucked inside Superfrico at the Cosmopolitan, a two-hour (ish) bacchanal where the food flirts, the host heckles, and the performers make you question if gravity’s just a suggestion.

Kicked off in July like a glitter bomb in a confessional, this 50-seat speakeasy slap-down is $150 a pop, including three courses from Superfrico and it’s the kind of bargain that has me eyeing my wallet like an ex who owes child support.

In a town where most shows cost as much as a used Kia without the cupholders, this one’s entertainment and eats are like a chef’s kiss to the chaos.

We crashed it on September 22nd, a Monday, which no one would notice, as the place was packed and thriving with energy.

Spoiler: It’s the raunchy reset Vegas needs, throwback circus with a futuristic fuck-you flair. But first, a quick origin rant on my concerns for Superfrico, one of the best experiences in Las Vegas.