Burgers, Buffets and (male) Bombshells
I missed a couple of places on my list, especially “World Famous” Lotus of Siam and Memphis Championship BBQ, but I think, with
Bouchon and high roller steak dinner at Craftsteak, I had made good choices. Did not always eat well, but the choices were good…
Chinois
I’ve always been a big fan of Puck’s restaurants. I remember seeing a TVFoodnetwork special once on Cheesecake Factory, and it showed its owner testing and testing recipes. He though he was the man at this. Really, when it comes to corporate recipes, which mix comfort food, just slightly exotic ethnic, and about gourmet, Wolfgang Puck is the master. This time Chinois served mostly delicious, although not quite as wow-ish as previous meals. All the clichés worked, the fried rice, the General Tso’s chicken ordered, the classic duck in pancake, the potstickers. Where I branched, my entrée, to the daily special of short ribs, lobster and wasabi mashed potato, Chinois missed slightly. The hoisen drenched sauce worked fine enough but the short ribs could have been much tenderer inside. The lobster was of middling quality, the potatoes excellent (luckily I like mashed potatoes more than lobster!).
Bellagio Buffet
My dear friend Cabrales says that buffets are not conducive to good food. Sez who! Of course, when they say what goes on in Vegas, stays in Vegas, they mean the pictures of the 8th dessert taken. One must eat a buffet if in Las Vegas. If nothing else, when you call Craftsteak for dinner reservations the earliest you get is 9:30, well you need something to stick with you for the duration. But not Bellagio’s. Highly disappointing. I have been here before, so I can recognize down-hill-ness. OK, if you were on Atkins, the buffet would work, good whole leg of lamb sliced for you, even better whole pork shoulder you can slice yourself so not to feel embarrassed about taking extra fat; flank steak not bad either. Still, the salads and the cold dishes, easy dishes for buffets, were exceedingly sub-par. Desserts worse.
Casa di Amore
My Vegas buddies and I like to seek out, at least once, a bit of old Vegas. With some asking, we found this place. It’s new old or really new old new, that is it’s a homage to old Vegas, where you’d expect the Ant and Lefty to stop by, but it’s not that old, and based on Google, seems to have been re-created just recently. It’s not that dissimilar to the old (and missed)
Venetian on Sahara, same osso bucco, same renown for early morning stripper breakfasts (no joke). Unfortunately, the food was not nearly as good, the room much simpler. Pure red sauce menu. And that’s where we went: mussels in red, antipasto platter, lasagna, veal parmigina, etc. My actual dish was pork chops with vinegar peppers swimming in a garlic butter sauce. My pork chops were tough; the mussels green lip not traditional, and that’s the spirit of everything else that paraded around the table. The scene, however, was pretty interesting. About half-way through our meal, the house set up a table with two antipasto platters and a reserved sticker. Shortly thereafter someone that everyone but us knew arrived. Did not recognize him in the least, but he had (and remember that day the high was 109) a zoot suit length yellow patent leather suit on. With him, an older and younger woman, sister and mother it seemed. Later in the meal, he was joined by a fairly good imitation of Billy Idol. Vegas. When we passed out the back door to the house limo (a dinner perk), there were more than a few people with their backs to door.
Burger Bar
Thomas Keller’s brother Hubert opened this Vegas version of a diner. Yes, of course there’s a Kobe burger. It’s been well received, and when I was alone for one meal, I looked forward to a simple burger. Well, this place hurt me about as bad as Bouchon. Again, I was very surprised that a Keller, here Hubert (no they’re not brothers) would offer up this fare. Again, the house was not willing to make the slight effort to cut potatoes for french fries. More important, my burger, even at medium rare, was too dry, a product I spied, of too much pressing. There are all sortsa little garnishes on the menu, and those I liked. Maybe if I’ll return to Bouchon for seafood at the bar, I’d return to Burger Bar for a bowl of pickled beets. Also, like Bouchon, the décor seemed incomplete.
Chinois - Forum Shops
Bellagio Bar - Well, duh
Casa di Amore - 2850 E Tropicana Ave - Not that far from the strip
Burger Bar - Mandalay Bay
Think Yiddish, Dress British - Advice of Evil Ronnie to me.