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| - How food-centric are we? Well, let's see. In the middle of a nice steak dinner on Sunday night, my companions were talking about the flavorful, cilantro-garlic sauce for the bone in rib eye at T-Bones Chophouse. Yes, we were eating steak at one restaurant and talking about the steak at another establishment. So, what'd we do for dinner Monday? We headed to Red Rock Hotel/Casino for dinner at T-Bones. You'd think we'd be steak-ed out, but NO, not us. I love cilantro, so I was looking forward to trying this steak & sauce they were all raving about.
Our local friend actually had enough steak, so he opted for the halibut, but my other friend got the bone in rib eye 35 day dry aged Niman Ranch rib eye. Oh, no doubt about it, I was getting that puppy too. Did I mention I also got mine topped with some seared foie gras? Thank you, Nevada (in case you aren't from California, or haven't followed the food news, the foie gras ban started July 1)! Our table shared some steamed asparagus and charred summer corn.
Okay, back to that steak. It was excellent! My steak had a perfect char on every bit of that wonderfully marbled hunk of meat. And that sauce?! SHUT UP! I wanted to pick up that little copper pot of sauce and drink it right there on the spot. Sure, people were dressed to the nines in their sexy Vegas wear, but I know how to eat a bone in steak. Yes, I picked up that bone and gave it a good chew. My friends said I did it in a feminine way. I'm not so sure how you gnaw on a bone with a femininely, but oh man that was good.
Go. Finish reading this, then make your reservation. Go to T-Bones Chophouse and order your very own bone in rib eye. Trust me. Go.
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