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| - Subterranean, dimly lit, vaguely romantic restaurant that offers a cool "Old Vegas" vibe, but overpriced for substandard fare. Valet parking at the Four Queens is slow and frustrating, I suggest self parking in the garage. I've eaten here a handful of times, and the food seems to be getting worse and worse. Table side flambeed duckling was dry and overcooked to the point of inedibility, tasteless steamed baby vegetables, fatty and overcooked meat, marginally fresh seafood, and a raunchy table side salad course complete with frozen baby shrimp, wilted iceberg lettuce, and sickly sweet dressings. Service was fine, but nothing remarkable. The high points of this place are the knowledgeable and fun sommeliers, decent dessert cart, a palette cleanser sorbet course, and a cool ambiance if you can ignore the drunk tourists at the adjacent table.
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