I wanted to like this restaurant, I really did and in all honestly it wasn't their fault.
Having sat on the patio in the direct sun which cooked us at a cool temp of 85 degrees we watched our butter slowly melt, our glasses of chardonnay boil, and out steak and fries turn grossly greasy.
Make dinner plans for after the sun goes down and so you can enjoy a romantic view of the Bellagio fountains and chat about the fashion sense of the people walking by. PS. Don't forget to order the french onion soup.