Not sure what was bigger... the servers breastages... or the piece of prime cow I devoured.   \n\nNot sure what was more fulfilling...the greatest caesar salad... or the sheer fact that I turned down a good looking woman while getting my grub on!  (ok.. she was more than likely a prostitute, but still very attractive... maybe.  I couldn't stop sweating from all the COW)\n\nI won't begin to compare the Dolphin cocktail I had.... it's a freakin' jumbo prawns cocktail... they can't screw that up.     \n\nAnyway... don't complain about pricing when you're in Vegas.   The price of these steaks were well worth it... perhaps next time you shouldn't chase your money on the black jack tables!!  \n\nVegas... the only place in the world where you can be a total jackass and blendddddd in..... besides your own living room.