TLDR: michael Scott's favorite authentic Italian place in Vegas.
See above. It's late at night. You've been gambling. Walking the strip. Drinking. You need food. You come back to Bally's and wander down to the food court. Homely smells of your moms home cooked hand rolled gnocchi waft towards you. You continue towards the scent and then realize youre not home. You're at Sbarros. As the manager of the regional branch of a struggling mid level paper company you know what authentic Italian is. You've been to Times Square plenty of times to meet with corporate. You're surprised that little hole in the wall would franchise, but nevertheless you're here. Sbarros is here. Happiness is here.