Another time, another place, I would have relentlessly made fun of anyone who wanted to dine at a high-end Cheesecake Factory while in the dining cornucopia that is Vegas, especially twice during a 3-day trip.
However.
When you're coming off a near-brawl on a redeye from Honolulu, an overload of coffee, the coldest conference room conditions known to man and a projectile-vomiting-traveling companion you just want something comforting and predictable. The thing about Cheesecake and Grand Lux is that it's consistently good. Is it going to be great? No. But it's almost certainly not going to be bad. My breakfast was good. My pizza was good. My fruity smoothie fizz drink thing was good. The service was good.
Good enough is good enough.