Problem: Write a negative yelp review.
A: Good Gelato, but the atmosphere leaves much to be desired. The bathroom was a mess, the decor is unpainted plywood, and the owner/server is not a pleasant personality. She hurried my 4yr old daughter's selection in an unfriendly manner, even though there was no one else in the shop, and there is a lot to choose from. Puzzling when you realize that there is another Gelato shop nearby that provides a much better experience.

Problem: Write a negative yelp review.
A: This is my rant and is as accurate as possible. Times are approximate. What you are about to read is detailed. You may want to turn away now especially if you absolutely love Grand Lux. My friend Yin was set on going to the Grand Lux location at the Venetian. We probably should've gone to a buffet instead. A haggard server took our orders and pleasantly answered our questions. She suggested a vinagerette on the side since I wasn't sure about whether I would like it or not. Omelette and Hash Browns, two Pasta Carbonaras, Fried Chicken and Waffles (Boneless fried chicken and one Belgian Waffle - why it's plural on the menu is misleading) and Cajun Shrimp & Chicken Jambalaya. She even recommended lunch portions of our Carbonaras because they serve HUGE portions. They switched servers to a perky young lady who seemed eager to take our order. Sharida was her name, I believe, and she had curly hair. She was taking over for the previous lady. We were glad to have her. After about 15 minutes, the first server surprisingly came back with the duck potstickers (delicious by the way) and a boat of my salad dressing. In addition, a scalding hot loaf of sliced sourdough bread came a few minutes later. Within this time, Grand Lux Cafe seats about six guys with luggages by their side to my right. Soon thereafter, a family of five sits to my left. 15 minutes after getting our appetizers and bread... The table of six guys gets their order of cold sandwiches and other quick-fix dishes. "Hmmm..." we think to ourselves. "They get their order before us but they sat later. At least we got our potstickers and bread to tide us over. Besides, it probably takes quicker to fix their lunch than ours does. What am I going to do with this salad dressing without salad though?" They take our appetizer plate and small dishes away. 20-minute mark from the time they delivered our appetizers... 25-minute mark... The family to my left gets their orders. I noticed some had fried chicken, others pasta, still others, hot and tasty dishes. Okay, something was seriously wrong. 30-minute mark.. 35-minute mark.. I try to flag down our waitress who went from one of the bar tables and goes to six-guy table to my right and asks if everything came out alright. I try to catch her attention through her peripheral vision, but she clearly makes her way to the kitchen. 40-minute mark.. My cousin gets up and seeks out our waitress. He follows her, calls out, but according to him she ignored him and bolted for the kitchen. The two ladies at the end of the bar simply tell him, "You don't look so happy." "I'm not," he says, but with a smile because they're girls. He was hiding his frustration. He sits back down with us. 45 minutes after getting our appetizers... All of us are so hungry and waiting there. I lost my appetite. Our drinks aren't even filled. My cousin says, "Let's get out of here." I on the other hand didn't want to leave without at least paying for the potstickers. "Let's just leave," he repeats standing up. "I don't need this. We should just go somewhere else. Clearly the other tables got their food and we didn't." He pointed out the bar area also got their food right away. I was beginning to suspect a number of different factors as to why we didn't get ours, but I had enough of it too. I stood up too looking around for any server. Yin makes her way to the hostess to try and flag a manager. My brother stands up. Our table is empty. Just as the last of our friends agrees and stands up ready to leave, several food servers come out with our dishes. The cheese on our carbonara was dried and hard from the prolonged heat. The fried chicken wasn't fresh. The waffle was on the verge of being burnt. The omelette looked rubbery. In spite of it all, I liked my creamy pasta and I think the bacon saved it. I just had to move the cheese. I was so upset I only ate half of it and didn't enjoy it as much as I could've had it been fresher earlier. You can *definitely* tell all of our food had been sitting out for a while. Salad greens were wilted and had dark spots and tomatoes were mushy. The manager, Marty, kept asking how she could make it up to us...crap 5000 word limit- We understand restaurants tend to get busy especially during Sunday mornings and afternoons in Vegas, but clearly, there was some miscommunication between servers and the kitchen. Maybe it was Sharida's first day. There are legitimate reasons as to why service (albeit friendly) was abhorrent. Our server could've at LEAST periodically come by with a status. I've never ever come across service like this. I guess it was bound to happen sooner or later. I'd go back to Grand Lux Cafe out of mercy, but never will I set foot at this location again. We had as much fun on our dining experience as you had reading my rant.

Problem: Write a positive yelp review.
A:
Hubby n I needed a retreat from our day to day life. He surprised me with a room that included a jacuzzi facing the strip! This room also included a wet bar which came in handy as we bought our own alcohol. The room was nice and pretty clean. What I didn't like was the hallway smelled like old musky cologne. I don't think it was from an old man because that smelled lingered there during our whole stay, The elevators were pretty accessible meaning they weren't crowded all the time, like some other hotels. I really like the location of the Monte Carlo, smack in the middle of the strip. Another plus is that it tram that connects to the the Aria and to the Bellagio, It was super cold when we were there last week, 40's, and we didn't want to be walking from one place to the next.