Just awful. The few items I could stomach to put on my plate went straight to the garbage. I feel like cattle being trough-fed. Florescent lighting, sticky booths, surrounded by crying children. It was like being stuck in a Hieronymus Bosch painting. I ordered two beers out of necessity, just to numb the horror. The best part is that you're at the back of the casino and sort of have to maze-find your way out, if you need to run out screaming or with a panic attack. Oh and hey, there are no windows. Of course. I mean this truly: Someone would have to pay ME $300 to go back there and eat a plate of 'food'.