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| - Because we were going to the Mariah Carey concert at the Collosseum in Caesar's later in the evening, we wanted something near the concert venue. Mr. Flay's establishment fit the bill perfectly. Despite making a reservation through OpenTable, they could not find our reservation when we arrived. Luckily, they were not crazy busy and could seat us. Initially, the host left us with the wine/cocktail menu, and I was disappointed not to see any margaritas listed. I thought this place was known for margaritas. However, when our server came over and introduced himself, he asked if we wanted to see the margarita menu. Uh, duh! YES! Quit toying with us! He provides the menu and gives a few moments to contemplate. I am torn between the cactus pear and white peach. I opt for the cactus pear, and my husband choses smoke on the water or something like that, it's mezcal based. My cactus pear is a tad too sweet, and my husband didn't care for his, but I liked it. Then the bread basket arrives and all the breads are delicious, but I am smitten with the jalapeño one. We try not to fill up as we decide to share the mushroom quesadilla with fried egg and salsa verde as an appetizer. It arrives and we enjoy it as we eavesdrop on the table next to us, and hear one of the women ask, "Is Bobby here?" The server says no, he comes in the spring time. (Ok, note to self, come back in the spring!)
For entrees, so many enticing choices, and I chose the mango spice crusted tuna steak. My husband chose the 16 spice chicken and a side of sautéed spinach. I was very happy with my choice and gobbled it up. I also ordered another margarita, the Partida with a lot of salt on the rim. I preferred this one over the cactus pear. As for my husband, he said the chicken was just ok. I didn't taste the chicken, but I did taste the cilantro pesto mashed potatoes that accompanied the chicken, and they were excellent. In my husband's opinion, the trick with the food was simply to add some sweet/savory chili sauce. He believed even he could make the chicken (although he doesn't cook). So if I'm not mistaken, I do believe that he indirectly challenged Bobby Flay to a throw down. Now we really need to return in the spring time! No dessert for us, we reached maximum capacity. Service is spot on here. I'd gladly return!
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