Started off pleasant enough, except for the fact that there was a summer rain outside, so the muggy air conditioning in the Encore felt more like a swamp cooler. Was seated quickly in this cafe just off the casino floor. Ordered the pulled pork sliders. Got through the first two just fine. Bit into the third to find my teeth chomping on something hard. I removed the half-inch by 1/4 inch object from the sandwich. It was an OLIVE PIT. There were no olives in the slider. I told the waiter. She immediately took it to the kitchen. She came back and apologized, then told me that the chef said there was no way an olive pit could get into the meat. I didn't just dream that it was there! She asked if I wanted anything else. My appetite was gone, so No Thank you. Then the Manager stopped at the table across from me. He asked them if they had the sliders. They said no. He looked puzzeled and looked around at the tables in the area, including ours. My daughter was still eating her lunch, but my plate was gone. Still he could not figure out that I was the guy who had the sliders. He didn't go back to check with the server. He never came over to us to apologize. They removed the item from my bill, which was the least they could do. I didn't get hurt, so I wasn't looking for more, except for them to show a bit more concern.
Damn, I should have taken a picture!