Paris, Vegas: Mon Ami Gabi
Top People-Watching Lunch Spot
Our new must-go-to lunch spot when we visit Vegas is Mon Ami Gabi in the Paris Hotel. Did you read David Lebovitz's recent post entitled Is American Food Better Than French? It's apt he should have written it now because when I was thinking, over the last few days, about Mon Ami Gabi I was planning to point out that the food there is quite French in one respect (meaning 'not that great really', just the standard level of fare you would find at a typical Parisienne bistro.)
Mon Ami Gabi's Vegas location is perfectly acceptable for lunch. On the last visit I had an open face shrimp sandwich with avocado that was bright, fresh and tasty, but then it wasn't trying to be French. Fred, on the other hand, is always searching for that little piece of home. The Frisée & Bacon Salad (ziz is way too sweet) and the Croque Monsieur (awfooole) did not hit the right French spot with the Frenchman, but he did go mad for the super-rich Macaroni & Cheese, á la Française with ham on a previous visit. Whatever you end up with, you'll certainly have a lot of fun choosing from the large and varied menu.
Anyway - that the food is not perfect can be irrelevant. You don't come here just to eat. You come here to waste some time people-watching the freak show that Vegas can be pass by. For this you'll need an outside table. Our tip is to book on Opentable and then ask for an outside seat when you arrive. You shouldn't have to wait to long and there is always the bar and champagne availability to help you while away the minutes until a prime people-watching table is ready. If I were you, I would avoid the C'est si Bon because Ce n'est pas bon, (a cocktail that is way too sweet), but the Bloody Marys are another good option if bubbles aren't your pick me up.
Service at the Vegas outpost of Mon Ami Gabi has always been exemplary and although I am not 100% sold on the food, I am sold on the location, the friendliness of the staff, the view of the Belaggio's fountain display and the chance to rest my strip-tired feet and watch other tourists do the walking.
We visited Mon Ami Gabi twice before writing this post.