Before we leave Table 10 for awhile, we thought we’d leave you with a few of our tasty snaps of the very good veggie and meat dishes being cooked up by Executive Chef Sean Roe and his too live kitchen crew (a few of whom are pictured below). As you know, ELV’s staff likes him to post these pics because, next to smelling food, or reading about food, nothing gets their olfactories opened, or their salivary-s secreting, like 12.1 mega-pixel shots from his Nikon CoolPix S630:
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“Whaddya mean we’re not dressed right?” said these fellers* as they wandered in off the casino floor looking for a bucket of wings:
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“I mean, fer chrissakes already…that guy in the corner over there…”
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“…thinks it’s okay to let everyone see his entire, pasty-white, unbuttoned chest….and he got a seat!”
“Yeah,” thought ELV to himself, “but at least he’s with a nicely dressed lady…and doesn’t look like he just got back from a hunting party.”
And then we wondered what sort of dude wanders into Le Cirque looking like they got lost on their way to Buffalo Wild Wings…and felt more than a tinge of sympathy for the job Manager Ivo Angelov does convincing slatternly sorts (who are invariably men between the ages of 25-40) they might be more comfortable elsewhere…and thereby quietly and diplomatically protecting his restaurant from looking like a sports bar.
* As imagined by ELV as he sat barely out of earshot.