MICHAEL’S – They Shoot Horses Don’t They? (Revised)

We at ELV have thought long and hard about our withering critique of this place, and have come to a completely opposite conclusion.

Most of the review is unchanged, but we’ve added a few paragraphs at the end that gives the devil his due, and makes a modest proposal that all major Strip properties should consider. (Hint: If every hotel had a Michael’s, perhaps we’d all be better off.)

So scroll down a couple of posts and while you’re reading, consider what a great tourist attraction a “gourmet room” (circa 1975) would make.

MICHAEL’S – They Shoot Horses Don’t They? (Revised)

ELV note: One of the great thing about blogs is you can instantly correct or revise them. In traditional media, once words are spoken or printed, making corrections or apologies can take forever, if they happen at all. Or, as we like to say around the ELV offices, it’s pretty hard to unring a bell. But we’ve thought long and hard about our withering critique of this joint, and decided a revision and a…er…uh….apology (of sorts) was in order. So scroll down to the end of the review for a conclusion that brings a bit more perspective to the party.

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In 1983, about a year after it opened in the Barbary Coast, we had our first meal at Michael’s. Three weeks ago, in the South Coast, we had our last. In between we’ve endured three other evenings amidst the fake pomp and stupid circumstance of this place, and will…ahem… share them with you now.

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