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| - Well, I wasn't expecting much when I came here -- oldest steakhouse in Vegas? Old rat-pack haunt? They can pretty much phone it in -- which the waiters do, or did on this particular night. But while the service and starters were crap, the steak really was wonderful. I was pleasantly surprised after such a poor start. I had a bone-in rib-eye, packed with flavor and tender. Friends enjoyed their fillet mignon as well. The steaks made up for the whole night. The asparagus and mash were pretty decent, though the cream of spinach was watery and the worst I've had anywhere.
I came for the experience as much as the food and it was 'interesting,' in a good way There was a Marylin lookalike kicking around, and a sign above our booth told us Joe DiMaggio used to eat where we were sitting. Still a formal dining experience but with a bit of kitsch thrown in.
Is it possible for waiters to be very nice and act like they don't give a crap at the same time? Pretty much what they managed here. We got no service for a half hour and then four guys came by in quick succession. One waiter told us he was from Belarus (I think) and then a Mexican waiter came by, and then the Belarus guy came back and said, 'You're all white folks so don't listen to what the Mexican says'. He was joking, they were friends, I guess, but it was inappropriate enough to add to the surreal humor of the evening.
I wouldn't rush back because of the service and the sides/starters -- the salad and calamari we started with were decidedly average -- but really, the steak saved it and got them from 2 stars to 3. And that's what you go there for after all.
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