There are only two restaurants on the west coast awarded 3-Michelin stars.
One is French Laundry in Yountville whose 2-month advance reservation requirement is just as famous as the actual cuisine served once you get there.
The other as of the last Vegas Michelin guide, is Joel Robuchon in Las Vegas, NV.
We booked a week in advance and had no trouble getting a reservation. But then again we were also flying into Sin City on Easter weekend, so that may have played a part.
The experience was absolutely incredible. The dining area was decorated by rich royal purple drapes, crisp white dinnercloth, and pale pink hues. Each table had a green birdcage as centerpiece paired by two tall electric tapered candles on either side. The huge arrangement of pale pink roses were real and lent a light sweet fragrance to the air.
Only here would they use caviar as an amuse-bouche. Shaved black truffles were generously used. Flavors were clean but bolder than some might be used to. I was delighted that butter and cream were used sparingly, and surprised at how combinations like sole over oyster and leek ravioli could actually come together as a cohesive whole. Everything was cooked to perfection. I could write whole pages on this but instead I've uploaded 15+ pictures to save everyone some time.
On top of that, the service was astounding.
Everyone was very professional and polite but simultaneously made us feel completely at ease. No pretentiousness here. They didn't bat an eye when we chose smaller dinner sets over their grand tasting menu. For the famous bread carts (filled with 12+ goodies like a basil brioche that tasted like fresh pesto, baguettes, loaves, milk buns, and little rolls infused with saffron and rosemary) they kept on gently encouraging for us to pick and explore more. "Is there anything else you'd like to try?". We ended up trying every single one.
This was only to be repeated for the cheese tasting. Although only my friend's dinner included it, they automatically brought share plates and didn't mind my mooching a little taste here and there from his selection. "Is this too modest a slice for you?" the server asked genuinely as he cut little wedges from each round my friend excitedly pointed at.
The dessert cart complete with miniature truffles, cakes, fresh marshmallows, cookies, even homemade lollipops only sealed the deal from there. They even gave me a cute little box of marshmallows to take home in a small black and purple box wrapped with ribbon.
Save for the trip, it's worth every penny.