Classy dining in a casino, delicious steak in Reno. The grandparents wanted to treat us, not realizing that the real treat is any time we spend with them.
Well, they sure do know how to treat us - this place is so pretty! Even the basket of bread is beautiful. My kids ate all the brioche, and we tore into buttered baguettes and nuggets of jalapeno cornbread.
The French Onion Soup is our only photo of the food due to the demands of wrangling a kid and a toddler in a fancy place. This stuff is steamy, beefy, cheesy, and hot, exactly what it's supposed to be.
The Cowboy Ribeye arrives, and I am prepared. Eat it up, chew it well, drink all the juices, savor the fat as it coats the tongue and lingers on the tastebuds. Hubby had the NY Strip, a happy medium between meat and marble.
The steak doesn't come with sides so we get French Fries to share, and they are just what you'd want them to be. The Lobster Mac n' Cheese was supposed to sate my shrimp-and-crab-scarfing baby, but they make it with meat that isn't all that fresh. Makes sense that it wouldn't be the best cuts, but cheese should never be fishy to any degree, and this has an aftertaste that is mildly unpleasant.
Sometimes you just want a good steak, and Charlie Palmer will deliver. Service could be better - more patience is required, and better listening wouldn't hurt as the guy forgot my husband's drink while waiting no more than three tables. Still, it's a delicious meal made that much more enjoyable by our family, and sometimes it pays to splurge on a sure thing.
Sorry for forgetting photos. Go to google if you want an eyeful of what we ate - those people take much better pictures than I ever will.