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| - I took my Dad here for his birthday. He was completely indifferent on where he wanted to go for his birthday, and we both love steak. I figured this place was historic in this town, so it'd be cool to say I have eaten here. Also, I had a living social deal that was soon to expire. For all those reasons, it just made sense to try it. The hostess was extremely friendly. She kinda set the tone for what should have been an excellent experience. The ambiance was also pretty sweet. It was exactly what you'd expect after hearing that this place has been around for a while, and the old time Vegas elites used to eat here.
After those two huge pluses, the main drawback was the servers. The servers here are absolutely terrible. No personality whatsoever, no customer service, inattentive, and even molasses would get infuriated with impatience waiting for service. It was a perfect storm of what makes someone a shitty waiter. After your waiter takes your order, you might as well say goodbye because that's the last time you're gonna see him. Someone else brings your food, which in and of itself isn't really a big deal. Your food even arrives in a timely manner. But your waiter won't be back again for anything. Want a refill on your soda? Nope. Apparently, you aren't good enough for refills on your sodas here. At other restaurants the waiter makes sure everything is good with your order, not here. No, at Golden Steer, you're on your own to track a busboy down with any requests or issues you may have. Then you need to cross your fingers and hope for the best. They do however, keep up on your water glass. So you aren't gonna die of dehydration at least. Upon looking around the sea of seemingly disheartened geriatrics eating their meals all around us, I assumed that all those people came into the establishment as bright eyed, young go getters. Then they aged horribly waiting for their check to arrive, while simultaneously losing all the hope they once had in this world. I was convinced I was going to suffer the same fate. I even managed to flag down our waiter and gave him my living social voucher after we were done eating, only to have a completely unrelated waiter bring me my bill without any discount showing on it (for what felt like at least a half hour later). I think they were trying some kind of strange, crafty server scheme. Maybe they would take the $50 off the bill afterwards and split it. Who knows, maybe they just get easily confused when they each have a whopping three tables to attend to.
That whole terrible waiter experience completely took away any of the old school charm the place could have had, it also didn't represent the price they charge for their food (around $100 for two people without any discount). I have no problem paying for a great meal with great service, but this place left much to be desired. It seems awful that the one thing getting the least amount of attention in my review is the actual food itself, which was actually pretty decent. You can do a lot better for your money though. I would take the Palm steakhouse at Caesar's over this place any day of the week. Much much better service, and better food on top of it. I believe the pricing is even a little better there. I was gonna give this place three stars, but when I read the summary of a two star review, it summed it up perfectly. "Meh. I've experienced better." ... Cue "That's what she said" in 3...2...1..
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