![]() ![]() Upon closer examination, motifs of penguins, a Superfrico mascot of sorts, waddled through the one-of-a-kind paintings and drawings. Whether sitting at a booth or a table, diners could feast upon colorful artwork and neon signs that adorned the walls from top to bottom. We continued on our leftward journey and into a dining room called The Artery, which looked like my childhood obsession with Lisa Frank. Later, I’d learn that Superfrico is home to the only all-women vinyl DJ crew on the Strip. Between a line of booths on the opposite side, a woman flicked through a crate of vinyl albums, looking for the next funky, hip-shaking beat to play. To the right was a long, glitzy bar with gold lighting where patrons ordered cocktails. The host guided us to the left, and we entered the main bar, called the Studio. Just ahead was the back of the stage of OPIUM, an adults-only, space-inspired show by Spiegelworld. I locked gazes with an astronaut blinking a single large eye before noticing the purple and pink shades of neon bouncing off large hanging disco balls. The sound of clinking drinks and the haze of neon lights guided me through a dark passage and into Superfrico, a restaurant in The Cosmopolitan of Las Vegas. ![]() Dine at this restaurant, and you're bound to walk away with quite the story.
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