Does this look like something you’d pay sixteen dollars for?
We didn’t think so either.
Each flapjack came to over five bucks.
Think about it. $5.33 for a single pancake.
They were good, but not great, and not as good as those at Du-par’s — which cost less than half as much.
“Where oh where did you endure such indignity, ELV?” you’re probably asking yourself right about now.
Where else, but the Wynn Hotel, of course. Where overcharging for mediocrity has become SOP.
“(We) never minded paying top dollar for top talent dishing first-class fare,” we remarked to our dining companions during the meal, “but this place is trading off a reputation it no longer deserves…and charging stratospheric prices for metronomic food to boot.”
The meal pictured above came to $140 (before tip), which included an unrequested bottle of Pellegrino (nice $8.50 scam that), and a tiny cocktail glass of a smoothie for nine bucks. To be fair, the house-made elk sausage was mighty tasty, but everything else about the meal was standard (albeit very expensive) issue, and we left hungry.
Service was equally metronomic in a room barely half-full with aging douchebags, fading babes and clueless foreigners.
None of them seemed to mind paying seventy-five dollars a couple to eat an average breakfast in Steve Wynn’s version (circa 2004) of luxury .
The rest of you have been warned.
In the Wynn Hotel and Casino
3131 Las Vegas Blvd. South
Las Vegas, NV 89109