I hope I do not come across to insulting by saying I am convinced the wait staff at this place collectively share one brain that is meticulously stored in a jar of jager behind the bar counter.
We had an after work meeting here (which was a pretty dumb choice in retrospect). The waitress' made it a habit to disturb the table with mundane questions like, are you finished with that? Can I take that away? If there is nothing on the plate, I think you can be pretty sure its okay! When the food was ready to be served another lady comes to the table and says, "so and so had to go to restroom and I don't know who had what" She then proceeds to ask all of us what we had in a very curt fashion. Very weird and kinda rude. We were all taken back a little.
At any rate, the food tries to be inventive upscale bar food. I got the "free range chicken breast". That chicken must of been free ranging at a senior retirement community in Summerlin cuz it was dry and crisp. I had to dunk it in BBQ sauce to bring some juice back to the mix.
I would not go back, especially since Red Rock is right around the corner.