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| - A few friends and I decided we'd treat ourselves to one fancy dinner over the course of our three-day Vegas trip. One of the party member's best friend raves about this restaurant as her favorite in Vegas, and a friend of mine loves Jose Andres restaurants in the D.C. food scene. But we were really underwhelmed and disappointed here and unfortunately, this meal became a running joke of the trip...hah.
We were on a budget and it's tapas style, so we split 4 different items and a couple of them got two glasses of really delicious Spanish wine. We ordered skirt steak, classic tartare, croquette, and cotton candy foie gras.
We were most excited for the cotton candy foie gras and that turned out to be the biggest disappointment. Even disregarding the price point ($8 for a single, tiny wisp of candy), the execution was disappointing -- there wasn't that care or creativity you'd expect from someone like Jose Andres. Rather than incorporate the foie gras into the floss, a smidge of it is placed on the tip of the stick. So you don't get to the good stuff until you reach the center. It's quite literally less than a tea spoon of foie gras smeared at the center of average cotton candy. Not really as appealing or fun as it could be!
The skirt steak was amazing and really tender and marinated perfectly. But lots of places have good steak, so this to me was not mind blowing or really worth noting in comparison to all the other just as great options out there.
We also really enjoyed the meaty croquette, although super small portions. As in, you can prop one on the tip of your pinky. Perfectly fried though and rich, creamy center was very complimentary.
As for the tartare, they mix it table-side and ask one of the party members to taste test it for seasoning. At least two of us thought it ended up being too salty, a bit overwhelming in flavor. I think I would have preferred the staff to just present it as they'd like, so there would be more quality control. I think it's hard to gauge what "more seasoning" can mean for different people -- what that amounts to.
The service was good though, no complaints there. There was a huge, baller table next to us who were having a feast, but the four of us were still pleasantly attended to throughout the meal.
Side note, apparently in the men's bathroom, you can watch yourself sh*t in the mirror/reflection...
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