It looks like an overpriced burger joint is de rigeur for every casino in town now. Blt is an attractive restaurant, but in the end it's just another formulaic place with decent food, created by an out-of-town, absentee, big-name New York chef in order to seperate tourists from their money.
A few notes: The skinny fries are not skinny. The beer list is lame. Bbq nachos awful and unnecessary. One of their appetizers is a waffle fry topped with cheese and runny, canned-tasting chili and a jarred jalepeno. The pickle that accompanies the burgers has no flavor whatsoever. It was apparently house-made, but had no snap and no flavor and was a flaccid, sad, bruised little afterthought of an attempt.
I love when you order a 15 dollar burger and the server asks if you "want cheese" on that. Really? Cheese is an upcharge? Wow.
Wings were good. Burger decent. Service was okay. I just felt duped and unsatisfied when I finished my meal.
2.5 stars I'll round down due to lack of imagination and inconsistent execution and insane prices.
Blt burger plus split order of fries plus 2 beers came to over 40 bucks. Fail.
Plus, enough with the "chef's ipod" playing classic rock greatest hits.