Full disclosure: i hate Las Vegas with every fiber of my being. The only reason I found myself there recently was a one-night stop for work. I hadn't eaten for hours, and I couldn't justify paying $50 to visit one of the fancier buffets. So after some research, I settled on the Garden Court. The food itself is serviceable; imagine caloric staples like enchiladas, fried chicken, or pizza and you'll get the idea. I was impressed by the wide variety of options for optimal gluttony, and I happened to be there on t-bone steak night. Any place where you can eat as many t-bone steaks as your heart desires gets at least three stars in my book. But don't get your hopes up for anything except a food coma. The place is drab, artificial-looking, and full of unsavory characters. Just like Vegas.