| rev:text
| - Napoleon's, 2006: The Paris created an ambiance of a cool rainy April evening in France. The rain slicked streets are being lit by the warm glow from the lamps of the bistros on side streets, a beacon for the hard working Parisian on their way home from work...everthing has a mist fractured sparkly aura...Napoleon's was an oasis of coziness with overstuffed, well used, but good quality couches and chairs. The soft tinkle of the piano in the background sets the tone for a lovely bottle of Champagne and intimate conversation with friends. Bowls of rice snacks on the tables and a complimentary nosh from the carvery welcome you to linger....
Napoleon's, 2010: The Paris has attained that most feared patina of old tobacco smoke and thin coating of dust on the all-too obviously fake greenery...Napoleon's reminds one of an courtesan well past her prime. The few well worn slightly sticky red velvet couches are bottom-ed out, making its users resemble taco shells when sitting...they have moved the few comfortable chairs to the cold, rank cigar room...the rest of the chairs, are those you would normally find in a convention centre meeting room (perhaps from the area just around the corner?). The wine list is poor and limited; only three sparklers listed, with only one, the Tattinger, being of any quality. The red and white wines are pedestrian. The best thing they offer is the $19-$20 flight of 3 sparkers or port which are presented in a lovely acrylic and metal carousel with a glass of soda water to cleanse the palate.
Gone is the complimentary carvery nosh and the bowls of rice snacks. And no other food is offered for purchase, lending its patrons to loading up on the 1/2 price drink specials and then staggering out into the casino looking for sustanence, gastronomic and spiritual, elsewhere. There was no mood music from the piano (which is now covered with tacky stickers) but a gentleman playing guitar/synthesizer far too loudly for us to carry on conversation. Whereas in a previous visit, the music ranged from classical to French standards like "La Vie en Rose", this was a mish mash of everything from Elvis to The Eagles. But no music to take you mentally to Paris...a shame...
Where once, Napoleon's was a little tender haven that encouraged its patrons to dress as do the French, with style and flair, its most recent incarnation seems content to sink down to the ultra casual, jeans and logo bearing t-shirt crowd. The sense of "specialness" is lost. Might as well go to the "Hard Rock" .
Yes, the economy played a factor in its decline but just because you can't dine on caviar, its doesn't mean you automatically switch to canned dog food.
How sad! From sophisticated to sophmoric in only three years. Truly a loss for Las Vegas....
|
![[RDF Data]](/fct/images/sw-rdf-blue.png)
![[cxml]](/fct/images/cxml_doc.png)
![[csv]](/fct/images/csv_doc.png)
![[text]](/fct/images/ntriples_doc.png)
![[turtle]](/fct/images/n3turtle_doc.png)
![[ld+json]](/fct/images/jsonld_doc.png)
![[rdf+json]](/fct/images/json_doc.png)
![[rdf+xml]](/fct/images/xml_doc.png)
![[atom+xml]](/fct/images/atom_doc.png)
![[html]](/fct/images/html_doc.png)