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| - Jon A. was an instant fan once we found out that Bouchon would take some effort to get to. At first, we thought we could get to the Venetian from the Palazzo, but we didn't find a secret passageway that would get us there. We then managed to find the entrance to the Venetian and find a casino directory that would help us get to Bouchon. There were instructions on the map itself that indicated that we would need to take the guest elevators to the 10th floor to find it. We successfully convinced the security guard that although we did not have room keys to the Venetian, we did want to visit Bouchon on the 10th floor. A few floors higher, we crossed a lounge area and selected the path that would take us across a skyway and straight into the welcoming arms of Bouchon.
Now that the trek was over, we were greeted by a friendly host who promptly showed us to a table. We admired the breakfast menu for some time and luckily looked up long enough to see the chalkboards with the day's specials. Jon ordered one of them: three-egg omelet with short ribs, tomatoes, and cheddar. He also got a side of pommes lyonnaise (sliced potatoes and onions, cooked in butter and herbs until golden brown). I went with the Bouchon French toast. All of their juice offerings are freshly squeezed, so we tried the orange juice.
While we waited for our food, we surveyed the bar's selection from our table since the menu listed each of their breakfast cocktails at $12 each, including mimosas and bloody maries. (They must use real champagne from Champagne, France and fresh-squeezed orange juice for those mimosas.) They seemed to have a nice selection of the hard stuff, but Jon wasn't impressed with the scotch selection.
The food made me happy that we chose Bouchon for breakfast: the eggs that made up the omelet shell were nice and fluffy, and the short rib meat inside was cooked perfectly. The pommes lyonnaise made me want to learn how to make it so that I could eat it at home. And the French toast, albeit small in portion size, was delicate and combined several of my favorite things: brioche, apples, custard, and bread pudding. Definitely a great start to the day.
The restaurant was relatively quiet (definitely quiet compared with the hubbub in the casino area), the atmosphere was calm and elegant, and there wasn't anything to complain about the service. In fact, they probably refilled our water glasses one too many times, but they never let them stay low or empty for longer than two minutes.
The verdict: Great splurge breakfast spot. (We left there $45 lighter, including tax and tip.) It's a nice oasis that makes you (mostly) forget that you're on the Strip.
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