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| - When my 80+ year old Hero, my Daddy, said he craved Prime Rib, I knew there was only one place to go: Lawry's.
But which one? LA or LV? I live smack dab in between the two. I decided for the one where the drive would not spoil my day, after all, who wants to follow a great meal by sitting in traffic? Las Vegas, it was!
Dad had the prime rib, of course. Carved to order, tableside, is everything right.
I had the beef ribs. Four perfectly succulent ribs on a bed of garlic fries.
Dad cleaned his plate and I took home leftovers.
Speaking of taking home, I ordered two portions of prime rib chili to go
This way my dad got another great meal, and I justified it all for my husband by giving him a bowl full of goodness.
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