A Vegas classic, opened in 1958, when it was across from the now burned down El Rancho, it is the oldest steakhouse in continuous operation in town. The walls are covered with photos of celebrities and gangsters, plus a new one of of our current mayor and her husband, the former mayor and mob lawyer. Ask for the room in the rear, as the lighting is a little lower and the wood paneling a little richer. We had the Shecky Green booth at the far back and I will remember to ask for it again. Our waiter, Fabian, was just right, no hovering or "I'll be your server today" prattle, but always just a little way off when we needed him. And the steaks were fabulous. My rib eye covered the whole plate. Succulent and marbled with just a little fat, cooked exactly medium rare and let to rest just long enough for the juices to stay inside. My friend's medium well filet mignon was to his liking as well. He started with crab cakes, light and flaky and my crab cocktail was the kind that brings you back to Vegas. My wife's oysters on the half shell were fresh and sweet, though the horseradish sauce lacked punch. My only gripe is that the wine list is just adequate, not great. Fabian looked at the Barolo we brought to remedy the problem skeptically, but it was big and still tannic and a great match to the meat and corkage of $20 wasn't outrageous. Can't wait to go back with our next out of town guests.
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