Returned Sunday from Las Vegas and here's a short report. Because I was working for a significant part of the trip and also had to make my schedule match up with my cousin's (who was also working), I couldn't get off the Strip to try LoS or other recommended spots; maybe next time around.
Here's a picture from our hotel window, and it is right below the red awning (visible there to the left of that tower) that we ate our first meal ... Mon Ami Gabi, Las Vegas branch. Not a daring choice, but one that could seat us without a reservation before 10:00 p.m.
Anyway, the steaks frite we enjoyed were wonderful, the service was also top notch (that was one really consistent part of this trip -- excellent waitstaff everywhere we ate). It was pretty much what you would expect, but that's not a bad thing. And it fueled Mrs. JiLS sufficiently to stay out in the casino until 4:30, so it was clearly a nutritious meal, as well.
Friday night found us at Olives in the Bellagio. Or should I say, "Todd English's Olives Las Vegas" (the apparently official name of the place). Anyway, that meal was also excellent. I started with a "Pistachio Crusted Foie Gras with Rhubarb compote, duck ragu, jalapeno caramel, and port wine reduction" that was better than that description lets on. I then had a Delmonico steak with a tomato and spinach composition on top and potatoes beneath that was otherworldly. Mrs. JiLS started with a bibb lettuce salad dressed with blue cheese and walnuts and some vinaigrette...or should I say
two bibb salads; the server spilled the first one across the table (O.K., maybe not excellent service per se, but his reaction to it was pure class and it took him about 7.5 seconds to get the replacement salad out). That salad looked pretty good; it was stacked up high on the plate, which explained the waiter's accident with the first one. Mrs. JiLS then had a roast chicken, served with lentils, green beans (or was it haricot vertes?) and other little vegetable decorations. That was a succulent bird and the accompaniments were very savory and appropriate to the meat. Dessert was a creme brulee with dried fruit (cherries, I think). It was not the best or worst I've had; but at that point, I wasn't counting. Our wine was a Turley "Juvenile" Zin, which was marvelous (and got the wine steward's attention; she came by to talk about the wine and honestly seemed like it wasn't idle chat -- she was a fan of these wines, which are often hard to find. I did point out I've often seen Turley's wines at Randolph Wine Cellars, something readers here may want to investigate.)
Saturday brunch was at Commander's Palace. I've not been to the original in New Orleans (just walked past it a couple of times), but this was definitely a fantastic experience, and I'd also point out that unlike everywhere else we ate or walked, it was not at all crowded. In fact, at 10:30, we were one of two tables in the whole place. It was about 1/3 full when we left just before noon. Excellent beignets (heavier than the Cafe du Monde standard, and also 5 times as expensive). The C'sP Turtle soup has a reputation that seems well deserved based on Mrs. JilS's bowl. We both had egg dishes that included pork that was really amazing meat. Mrs. JiLS had the Eggs Cochon De Lait, which included a massive mound of pulled pork (enough for three or four people, actually) that was smokey, toothsome and tender. The same or similar pork was included in my dish, a special of the day that was basically a pork eggs benedict served in a fried potato bowl. We finished this extravagance with a dessert of bread pudding souffle, which of course is one of C'sP's signature dishes. It didn't dissapoint; in fact, similar to the fancy desserts we like to get at Sabatino's, it got a neighboring table to ask us what we were having and change their own order. This was a great meal.
In the background of this picture is the MGM Grand, where we enjoyed our Saturday dinner at Nob Hill:
My feelings about Nob Hill are somewhat mixed because while the food, decor and service were all truly sterling and first class, the prices were ungodly high. I'm not a piker, but I really think it was all about 30% higher than warranted. And this is not least because of the very high priced wine list. I guess it was a good thing my cousin, who joined us, couldn't partake of the wine because he was going on stage right after. Anyway, it was Vegas and this was my present back to my cousin for getting us comps to Buffett (something that is also a lot more expensive in Vegas than in Chicago). The breads at this San Francisco themed restaurant were a trio of sourdoughs, and they were excellent, crusty, tough little birds. Appetizers were a combination of Asian fried things and sauces; not nearly worth the $21/diner price (Nob Hill does appetizers for the table and charges by the diner). The tempura lobster was pretty good; the other items were forgettable. The rest of our meals, however, were fantastic. I can't recall what everyone had, so I'll limit my comments to my own meal. Following my yen for sweetbreads that sprouted last fall in Ontario, I ordered that for my first course. Three top quality veal sweatbreads (thymus?) simply presented with some morels and beets. Delicious to the extreme. I then enjoyed a big helping of short ribs (thus having,, along with my first course, what the waiter proclaimed the "short and sweet special"). This was a great piece of meat, extremely tender and oozing gelatin and fat in every bite; and if that wasn't enough, a big couple of pieces of fried marrow were plopped on top. Accompanied by a Napa Meritage (can't recall the label, but it was elegant with soft tannins, pleny of black fruit flavor and just a bit oaky). No dessert was required after this meal. Tab for three, with tip, was about $700. So now you've been warned, but it was a good splurge, a beautiful restaurant that really does feel like it is in San Francisco, and it made a good sendoff for our last meal in Vegas (unless you count the Burger King Croissanwiches consumed at the airport at 6:00 the next morning).
Regards,
JiLS