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This place never disappoints. From the formality, to the service, to the main event, everything just clicks. The consistency is surprising for a Vegas joint.
If you haven't been here, go. Now. It beats anything on the strip (including any and all buffets, which IMHO don't even come close). And when you go to Lawry's, don't ask for chicken, don't ask for fish. You're here for a reason: prime rib.
The meat is just so succulent, tender and juicy that it's a straight up crime if you haven't experienced prime rib this good (or better...I do agree that the pomp and circumstance at House of Prime Rib raises the bar a notch). I love that you can cut through your meat with a fork. Like butta, baby.
I am, however, anal retentive/obsessive compulsive and hate food mixing on my plate, so my only wish for Lawry's is to have all the sides served on a separate plate or bowl. When you're eating food this well prepared, that's a trivial gripe.
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