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| - This weekend's lunch was our third and final meal at Sunset & Vines. They just seem to have given up. The lady and I arrived just before 2pm - and the place was empty, save a venti iced tea sitting on a table by the window. We were about to split when a woman slurping another starbucks drink materialized from the back, then slunk off to deliver the iced tea to a coworker. I asked if they were open, because it looked like they weren't. But they were, so I told my girl that I had rented out the entire restaurant for a romantic lunch. There are tons of tables, but we were seated at the one in the corner that was totally broken. Like, it would have taken 30 sugar packets wedged under the bottom broken. We reseated ourselves.
Sinatraesque music is blaring in the place. While perusing the menu (disappointed to find our previous favorite from our last visit no longer available) the music suddenly gives way to a raucous piano rendition of 'Walking In A Winter Wonderland'. In May. In 103 degrees. That is one seriously jacked up Pandora station. My girl got up to use the restroom (as she does every 22 minutes) and returned with a look of horror on her face. No toilet paper. Pee everywhere. A filthy restroom in a restaurant that has zero business? Sorry, you just don't care anymore. You've lost your way. Maybe grab a mop before you run out for a frappacino.
Two different servers tried to take our order - looks like tips were tough to come by that day. In any event, I ordered the french dip. Yawn. Underseasoned, cafeteria-style sandwich with tons of horseradish on one half and none on the other. You'd think if you had nothing else to cook, you'd put a little more attention to detail into something as simple as that.
The server/manager/owner guy has been previously dinged on these pages for a surly attitude. Mr. Scowlypants was true to form, sulking about and failing to even acknowledge his TWO guests. Again, if it's lunch on a weekend and I've got 2 covers and 2 covers only, I'm gonna put my heart and soul into making those people happy. But we didn't even get a moment of eye contact, a half smile, a 'thanks for coming' on our way out. We're done.
The Lake Las Vegas economy is a fragile one. There's usually not a lot going on out there, unless there's a concert or other special event. It will take a massive turnaround for this place to stay open. There are many needs to address.
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