So I read that there's a Michael Symon restaurant a few blocks from my hotel. Cool. It's at a casino. Okay. So I try to make a trip over there. Nothing is going on downtown, but Horseshoe wants $35 Special Event parking? So I wait for one of the infrequent free parking nights.
You walk through the casino and it turns out that this is just another stall in their food court. Glad I didn't pay to park...
The brat and onion rings themselves weren't bad, but I couldn't get over the fact that I dropped nearly $30 to eat off of plastic plates at a casino food court.
I went back to the hotel feeling like a sucker.