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| - Well, I definitely have mixed opinions about this place. WCG seems to be just another high-ish dollar, recent pop-up restaurant on Eastern with not too much unique about it. When I first arrived, the girls at the front were kinda lazing around but straightened up and were very courteous as soon as I crossed the threshold. I did like the mod decor of the place, and of course the multicolored liquor bottle display that makes up the entire back wall of the bar catches your attention immediately in contrast to the darker hardwood decor and lowlights everywhere else. We got there at about 8:30pm and were seated in the furthest back corner of the bar area - I mention this because I was eating with a group that consisted of two rather normal looking people and two very punk, mohawked and tattooed others....when I eat with them and we get seated in the back of an empty restaurant, it kinda irks me, especially in Vegas.
Onto the menu - a few things caught my eye: the dancing crabcakes, the couscous as one of the regular sides, and the tortilla soup. Be warned: things on the menu are not what they seem, and I was not happy that I didn't get what I asked for....or what I thought I was asking for. The couscous is not actually served as most people know it - it is cold, in a salad of schtuff (see previous review by Desiree D.), and VERY liberally doused in Mayo, which is gross IMHO but maybe that's because I've eaten too much mayo-doused potato/chicken/tuna/insert-anything-here salad back home in the south, god rest my poor deluded grandma's soul. The crab cakes were good. The tortilla soup was actually more of a tomato bisque with some very limp cold tortilla strips (I think?) and pieces of avocado in the bottom. I did like the homemade salsa that came with the spinach dip and chips on the side.
I also liked our server - she was a little corny, but she was extremely knowledgeable when it came to the menu and bent over backwards to bring us condiments and refill beverages throughout the meal.
One more warning: If you like Jaegermeister, you may as well fuggeddaboudit. There is none to be had on that entire bright, shiny wall of alcoholic beverages - I guess the bottle doesn't fit appropriately into their rainbow schematic....
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