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| - There are a few things I must do each time I go to Vegas, and one of them is eat steak. Bizarre, perhaps, but a lifelong tradition I have no interest in stopping any time soon.
On my most recent trip, my friend and I were discussing which wonderful, carnivorous eatery to frequent. I mentioned a couple of my long-time favorites, and she countered with Mon Ami Gabi.
Her selling point was excellent steak on a budget. Fair enough, I'm always up for trying something new.
We had a reservation and were seated promptly. They let us choose between indoor or outdoor seating. It was 10 million degrees outside (no exaggeration!) so we opted for inside. The setting was quaint, very bistro-in-the-real-paris-with-much-higher-ceilings. Our waiter was *awesome*. He excelled at flirting 101, but not in an annoying way.
We both ordered the steak frites. The beef was good, the sauce (you get to choose one) was disappointing (I had the bordelaise) and I was glad I ordered it on the side. My friend loved her mushroom sauce. The fries were amazing. Possibly the best ever.
Other selling points: I wasn't in a wine mood, as I had already had a couple of drinks elsewhere before dinner, and our waiter poured me a glass on the house. The carrot tapenade and baguette were fabulous. There were nickel slots outside the front door. Okay, nix the last one.
To sum it up, good steak, good price, not my favorite in Vegas... but Daniel is now my favorite waiter in all of Nevada.
Finally, I wish I could comment on dessert, but I was determined to have my Vegas cheesecake at Carnegie Deli after Crique de Soleil. So no dessert was had.
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