Just had the worst service ever in Vegas at Robert Irvine's Public House, and we come to Vegas ALOT. Our receipt said the bartender's name was Nichol, but have no idea since he didn't introduce himself. Food came and we had no water, bartender gave my husband a napkin but not me. This was after waiting 20 minutes to get drinks, yet the place was not busy. Pastrami sandwich was lackluster to say the least. French Onion Fondue was amazing, but we asked for more toast and were ignored by the bartender. Obviously there's a reason this place is never that busy. For the name attached to the restaurant, the service should be much much better. This was 8pm on 6/15.