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| - I gotta give it to Tropicana, they are not going down without a fight. First they tried Nikki Beach, RPM, and now Bagatelle. I don't really know what they're trying do to but I feel this place is masquerading around like a wannabe South Beach trendy lounge/club, but they just can't get there. I usually park in the 2 story parking garage on the south side of the Trop, when I pulled in, they had it shut down (it's been awhile since I've been at the Trop, who knows what they're up to with that), so I drove around to the north end (facing MGM) and I noticed Bagatelle had it's own entrance and parking lot (I guess they have valet, but there was no attendant and no indication if it was closed or what), I ended up parking in a very confusing lot in front, there was only one entrance but as soon as you entered, there were arrows going the opposite direction.
Anyways, I didn't know anything about this place, my friend invited me on a Thursday night, apparently they have ladies night on Thursdays that includes a pre fix meal and one drink, now I'm not sure of the specifics because the company she had invited me under was comping this, (again I don't know the details, I just showed up). When we arrived we were greeted by two host/hostesses who walked us down to the restaurant/lounge/bar area. This was a little bizarre. We went straight to the bar, drinks are $14 each and I had the nastiest drink I could have picked. A large group of loud, obnoxious drunk people came behind up and took over the bar, all of them ordering shot after shot, I noticed they all had nametags on, apparently this is a stop along a bar crawl per the bartender. So instead of paying any attention to the two people not with this crowd (who I'm sure weren't tipping, they were drinking for free), so I ended up with one drink because she was more involved in paying attention to the guys. Drink menu wasn't impressive anyways.
Onto the food. We were seated at a table, and the DJ starts playing. If anyone had been to First Food and Bar, you can understand how loud and horrible trying to have a conversation with the person sitting next to you, and you can't because you will have laryngitis tomorrow from screaming. It was basically club level volume. I gave up on trying to talk. We had the Salad Bagatelle which was basically a head of butter lettuce and salad dressing, Grilled Salmon, Grilled Skirt Steak, Mushrooms and Pommes Puree. Only notable item was the Pommes Puree. Oh and Creme Brulee for dessert.
I don't ever see myself returning, for anything. I don't care if it was free.
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