Suprisingly small. I could tell you everything about the conversation between the couple sitting next to us because we were almost in each others laps.
It was elegantly appointed but had some odd touches. The color scheme throughout was mismatched. The hostesses were in asian attire (french restaurant). Maybe I'm out of it when it comes to stuff like this.
The service was excellent. They were attentive and very knowledgeable. My wife spilled some of her martini (her fault) and they brought another one free of charge.
Like most upscale french restaurants, it's as if they don't feel like they've given you the full treatment if they don't keep you at least two and a half hours.
There were several dishes that were out of this world. The langoustine ravioli and the ribeye were phenomenal. There were some dishes that were good but not great. For $250 per person, it all needs to be great.
The bread options as well as the dessert cheeses were almost overwhelming in volume. I simply can't process 22 bread options and 18 cheeses.
With all the options in Vegas, it would be years before I would go back to Joel Rubuchon. Not because it's not good but because it simply isn't worth the time and cost.
Smiley face.