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| - I'm not sure if it was me expecting too much because all my other mastro's experiences in california were Uh-Ma-Zing, but this experience at Mastro's in Las Vegas was very much so a disappointment. I'm with Brad T, only 3 stars.... =(
1. Kunomoto oysters were ordered off menu and pretty fresh and tasty, but I've had better.
2. By the time we finished our oysters, which was only a few minutes because we eat fast, we started our COLD crab cakes. I don't know about other people's experiences, but we've always had our crab cakes kind of toasty. Though it was crab-a-licious, I was put off by the temperature.
3. Our 22 oz bone-in ribeye was cooked rare plus and it was delicious! The extra sear with clarified butter is fantastic. However, I was not pleased with the amount of connective tissue in my half of the steak. I felt like I was prepping my own meal by having to cut through all that chewy stuff!
4. Here's the moment of utmost disappointment. I was thinking about my fluffy, warm and tasty butter cake all night long, and it was a butter cake fail. It was not warm and fluffy as I remember. It was actually almost grainy and almost cold on the outside, save the inside was warm but almost soggy. The wonderful airy whipped cream was actually heavy and too sweet.
Conclusion: For being open for 6 months, should I expect it to be where its other Mastro counterparts are in amazing-ness, or should I expect it to be working out its kinks and be amazing 6 more months down the line? Regardless of kinks or not, I'm a sad puppy because other than the yummy steak mixed with connective tissue bits, everything else was just average compared to my other Mastro's experiences. Mastro's did not rise to the occasion to it's reputation. Will I go back? For the love of butter cake, I will after more time has passed for this particular establishment.
[side note: If you do try this particular Mastro's, do asked to be sit in the nice atrium with the mollusk looking wooden structure and not right outside of it. I think you will get better service. It seems as if the table we were sitting at is a "blind spot". The servers liked to walk over an peer over the railing next to you and chat about the stores and patrons below as if you weren't there.]
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