Wandering around Paris aimlessly might sound hopelessly romantic. Unless you are in Vegas and are so hungry you want to stab someone in the eye. Of course all the buffets and restaurants have lines longer than Fry's on black Friday morning. I was furious. For food.
We kept walking farther and farther until we reached Bally's. Finally, we reached a dark hidden restaurant corner. Steakhouse or pasta. Steakhouse or pasta? They both looked rather packed so we just took a shot in the dark. Pasta - it looked classy and it was mostly full of crusty old people who looked like money bags and hair pieces. The best part is that they were offering a prefix for $25. A bunch of food (and a glass of wine) and we don't have to pay $15 just for a measly sammich like the rest of the Strip?
We were quickly seated and our waiter was pretty funny but also gangsterish. I didn't know if I shouldn't laugh at his jokes or if I'd get stabbed if I didn't. Anyway, I went with the starter of salad and opted for the angel hair pasta with white wine. The other half went with the soup and the meat sauce rigatoni with red wine. Both were good but didn't make a lasting impression. Then a bowl of bread came out - this was definitely the hit of the night. The whole large ensemble of cheesy rolls, crisp flatbread, and french bread were demolished. Next, the starters came. The salad was lightly tossed in vinagrette and the soup was tomatoey and quite finely pureed.
The pasta was definitely not 'al dente' but a little on the too soft side. The angel hair marinara was pretty potent so if you have acid reflux problems, you'll want to steer clear. The rigatoni was good but I felt like I've had better meat sauce pasta at home.
The dessert was better looking than it tasted and they ran out of the tiramisu which made me quite sad. All in all, the ambiance made up for where the food was lacking and so did the service. The food wasn't disgusting and if you're hungry, you'll definitely leave happy and full.