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MARIANI’S
Virtual Gourmet
May 24, 2004
NEWSLETTER
EDITOR'S
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Cover Story: Smoke and Mirrors in
Las Vegas
by John Mariani
New York Corner:
dominic
by John Mariani
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SMOKE
AND MIRRORS IN LAS VEGAS
by John Mariani
The Real Elvis

Las Vegas dining has come
very
far very fast, but
it’s got a long, long way to go before the city is
more than a place where
the
headliners on the restaurant marquees aren't the guys cooking in the
restaurants. Remember: Vegas is the home of the best Elvis
impersonators--some of whom are so damn convincing, who needs the real
Elvis?
Or at least that's the way Vegas and its
celebrity chefs have thus far promoted themselves. Five
years ago, with the
opening of $1.6 billion Bellagio, the stakes rose far higher than
anyone could
have imagined for fine dining in what was formerly a citadel of bad
taste, a
living museum of kitsch, and a monument to greed. Now,
the taste level has risen to theme park
glamor, although tawdriness
still abounds; indeed, casino shows, once titillatingly risqué,
now ape the lower forms of sexual exhibitionism found in
the
lap dance venues off the Strip, and there is now a private pool area at
one of the casino/hotels serviced by topless cocktail waitresses.
Greed is still the driving
force of Vegas. Let's face it, Las Vegas is, for most visitors, a
Disneyland for morons. If that seems harsh, consider that Vegas
could not
exist unless
the overwhelming majority of its visitors leave town as losers, which
strikes me as
the kind of odds only a moron would entertain. (Some
estimates indicate that people with
gambling addictions account for about 5% of all players, but 25% of
casino and state lottery profits.)
Still, Bellagio, opened in 1999 by visionary Steve Wynn, was an amazing
attempt to
bring a certain class to a city built on a complete lack of it.
In
Wynn's mission statement for Bellagio, he wrote, “Gaming as a
unique or special kind of attraction to support tourism is a historical
fact, but not a current dynamic. . . . The challenge became building a
place so preemptive, so overwhelmingly attractive and delicious, that
it would attract people who do not come to Las Vegas now--people who
are not that impressed with gaming. Put another way, how do you
make Las Vegas a successful competitor to London, Rome or Paris?"
How indeed? Laying in Carrara marble by the
truckload everywhere, garishly reproducing Renaissance ceilings at the
Venetian, installing a few
Picassos at Bellagio, erecting an abbreviated Eiffel
Tower at The Paris (below, right),
and putting "dancing fountains" in a man-made
lake in the desert are hardly the kinds of things that cause
sophisticated world travelers to start ooh-ing
and ah-ing as they do over
the Sistine Chapel, the Arc de Triomphe, and the Empire State
Building. Who's kidding whom? Vegas architecture is built to
attract Joe Six-Pack and Japanese tourists who dutifully train their
video cams on the chubby gondolier at the Venetian plying a crystal clear Grand Canal past an
antiseptic, pigeon-free repro of the Piazza di San Marco.
Nevertheless,
the new restaurants at Bellagio and the casino/hotels that followed
were definite improvements over what they superseded, and Wynn was the
leader in that, bankrolling celebrated chefs from New York and L.A. to
open spectacular restaurants that bore little or no resemblance to the
originals. But while those celebrated chefs were always being
photographed in their spanking clean whites for and by the media, the
truth was, most spent a minuscule amount of time anywhere near their
Vegas outposts. As Wolfgang Puck, who now has several restaurants in
different casino/hotels in Vegas, told his chef colleagues about
coming--but not moving--to Vegas, "Don't be crazy!
They put up the money, and you only have to be there a few times a
year!" Despite
their reputation for haute cuisine, many of those chefs did nothing to
bolster
the idea that Vegas was ready for fine dining, which is why Jean-George
Vongerichten, Emeril Lagasse, Charlie Palmer, and Tom Colicchio all
opened
steakhouses (a
genre of which there are at least 20 other examples in town, including
all the
major chains).
In most cases the Vegas
offshoots were only shadows of their originals. In
one case, Lutèce at the Venetian, it is now a shadow
of a
ghost, after
the original Lutèce in NYC closed this year.
In only two cases did
a major chef
actually move to Vegas and cook there on a nightly basis--Juan Serrano
at
Picasso in Bellagio, and Alessandro Strata at Renoir in the Mirage. Thus grew the notion that, more than anywhere
else, a chef manqué could rise to prominence and wealth without
ever so
much as
brewing a cup of coffee in the restaurant that bears his name.
Now
it's five years later. Wynn lost Bellagio in an expensive take-over,
and few new places have opened, until now. As everyone expected,
Wynn recouped and is now building an even more spectacular
casino/resort to
open
next year, with at least a dozen new dining venues.
But this time he promises things will be different: Stung
by the criticism that the celebrity name restaurants are but
further
examples
of Vegas’ smoke and mirrors, Wynn has hired the brilliant Elizabeth
Blau, who'd
helped him develop all the Bellagio restaurants, then went on to
become the
city’s major restaurant consultant before opening her own
restaurant--Simon’s in the Hard Rock casino/hotel--with Chef Kerry
Simon, to sign up well-known chefs for the new property with
sweetheart
deals that won't cost the chef a dime of investment capital. With
one catch: Those chefs must now live
in Vegas and actually cook in
their
restaurants--a
momentous change from what has gone on before. At least that's Plan
A: NYC’s Daniel Boulud
will open a restaurant in Wynn's casino/hotel but he will not be moving to town. In the
same spirit Brad Ogden has moved from San Francisco with his
family to Vegas and opened a namesake restaurant at Caesar's Palace
where he contends he spends 90 percent of his time, actually cooking.
But is such
really the stuff of the future? I suspect not. The new
action that has rolled into town seems to hold to the same
“who-cares-if-the chef’s-never-here?” attitude
of the
past. Hubert Keller, Chef/partner at San Francisco's Fleur de Lys, has
opened a Burger Bar at Mandalay Place, to be followed by a branch of
Fleur de Lys; Thomas Keller, of the French Laundry in St. Helena and
now Per Se in NYC, opened a copy of his Napa Valley bistro, Bouchon in
the Venetian;
Alain Ducasse will debut a branch of his NYC restaurant Mix at Mandalay
Bay;
Bobby Flay will open another Mesa Grill;
Michael
White is reprising his award-winning NYC Italian restaurant, Fiamma;
Michael Kornick will be the name chef at Nine Steakhouse; Rick
Moonen at RM;
Tom
Colicchio is doing Craftsteak at MGM; Eric Ripert of NYC's Le
Bernardin and Mario Batali of Babbo are said to be considering ventures
in the Venetian's new Palazzo Tower. Even France’s
illustrious Joël
Robuchon and Paul Bocuse are negotiating to open restaurants in Vegas.
But does
anyone
seriously believe these fellows will be spending a major part of their
time
there? Can you see the 78 year-old Bocuse
shuttling back and forth between Lyons and Las Vegas every two
weeks? Don’t bet the farm on it.
One might also reasonabley ask how
these chefs can both spare and urge their best sous-chefs to move out
to Vegas? The chefs always say, "He's been with me for nine years
as my chef de cuisine." But if he's 1,000 or 10,000 miles away
from his master and has to work with a Vegas-based union kitchen crew,
how close can he come to reproducing the master's food and
wishes? As so often happens, these sous-chefs go out to Vegas,
get things up and running, then move back or somewhere else after a few
months.
The money is, of
course,
irresistible,
and the casinos will use the restaurants
as a
way of keeping their customers in
the casino. Yet the odd thing is, with all
the puffery about the new
sophistication
of Vegas visitors, a gourmet could nearly starve to death trying to
find much
above the level of an Olives or Wolfgang Puck Café open for
lunch in
this
town. Lunch is a major part of fine
dining in NYC, London, Paris, Rome, Madrid, Berlin, and other
international
cities. But in Vegas, with a few
exceptions like Circo, it’s tough to find
much beyond an Asian noodle counter or a buffet line open at
lunch--this, in a
city that prides itself on being open 24 hours a day. If indeed
Wynn's original vision is for people to come to Vegas as they go to
London and Paris and New York, where can they eat at lunchtime?
Why anyone
should be
surprised at the
amount of hype that layers over the truth of the matter in Vegas is
beyond
me. Can you dine well out there? Absolutely. Are
the restaurants “serious” about quality? In
many cases, yes. Are the wine
lists among
the deepest in the world? Without a
doubt: high rollers must have their Opus One and Lafite! (The photo to the right shows
Aureole's "wine angel" retrieving one of 10,000 bottles in a tower
based on the Tom Cruise's wire act in "Mission Impossible.") But
in many cases, the intrinsic
elements that make an individual restaurant great and a city a great
gastronomic beacon are not the number of flashy restaurants nor the
names on the
door. It is the breadth and depth of
restaurants run by chefs and cooks and families and restaurateurs whose
vested
interest is in their own reputation, not in the amount of money they
bring to
the bottom line.
It should be obvious that Las Vegas is
not a great city in the sense that complex, culturally rich,
history-making cities are. Vegas is what it is and probably will be for
a long time--a gambling (sorry, "gaming") city offering good
restaurants and lots of entertainers like Wayne Newton and
Céline Dion. And for a city to be a great restaurant
town
it must have ethnic neighborhoods rife with small, wonderful storefront
eateries; it has
to have singular restaurants, not copies, whose elemental beauty is
based on the personal
style of
the owner and its situation on a real waterfront or in a lush valley or
overlooking a
real river--not a man-made lake with dancing water fountains and decor
designed to
dazzle rather than express a personal spirit. A
great restaurant town is one where the locals know the
best places for
every occasion, whether it’s a tiny sushi bar or a small pizza joint. A
great restaurant city grows its own great restaurants; it does not just
tack other city's great restaurant names on the door.
A great restaurant city is one
where the Real Elvis performs, night after night, until he drops.
So, unless Steve Wynn manages to change the dynamic yet again--and I
hope he does--Las Vegas will continue to be a city of Elvis
impersonators onstage and in the kitchen.
Not the
Real Elvis
NEW
YORK CORNER
dominic
349 Greenwich Street
212-343-0700
A few months
ago dominic
was Dominic Restaurant/Social Club, and a year before that it was Pico,
one of my favorite new restaurants of 2001. Its reincarnations
have been reasonable responses to the vagaries of the downtown
restaurant business since 9/11. Pico was bopping along in
TriBeCa, serving chef-owner John Villa's sizzling modern take on
Portuguese food. After 9/11 the entire neighborhood was
devastated and took a good while to be restored. Even though Pico
was not directly damaged by the disaster, business was slow, and, after
some
deep thought, Villa felt it might be wise to change and to bring a new
life to his restaurant. At first he tried, perhaps not
wholeheartedly, to pick up on a wavelet of interest in old-fashioned
Italian-American food, re-naming Pico Dominic's Social Club. That
didn't quite live up to expectations--I suspect people didn't know what
the name meant--so he dropped the "Social Club"
and recast his menu to reflect both his own New Jersey-Italian family
background as well as his extensive travels in Tuscany.
The place doesn't look radically
different--which is good, because it's always been a cozy space, with
red brick walls, an open kitchen, and tall, leather-backed
banquettes. There is now a large map of the Italian boot (a prop
from a Woody Allen movie), and the front of the restaurant has been
opened up and better lighted. The menu is definitely priced to
sell, with appetizers and pastas $6-$10 (as main courses $12-$18),
and entrees $16-$28. There's a very congenial 3-course prix fixe menu
for $38, for which you get to choose anything you like from three
sections of
the menu.
Sautéed
foie gras with
vanilla-scented quince purée and a blood orange reduction is
about as fancy as things get here (probably not a Villa family Sunday
dinner dish). I loved the octopus salumi
with fava and lima beans
and a mint vinaigrette, and Tuscan Toast came as paper-thin slices of lardo (prosciutto fat) melted over
crunchy country toast with a rhubarb marmalade, a starter I could make
a meal of. Pastas ranged from strozzapreti
("priest stranglers," so called because ravenous priests
would gobble them up greedily) with Maine crab, green and white
asparagus, and lemon verbena. Farrotto
came with pan-seared
shrimp, chanterelles, peas, pea shoots and prosciutto. Simplest and
best was spaghetti with fresh tomato, basil, cilantro and sweet fresh
ricotta.
Skate, a fish too
little seen on menus,
was cooked to a nice crispness, accompanied by an artichoke barigoule, creamy orzo and lemon
thyme, while sea scallops come pumped up with red plums, oven-dried
tomatoes, and watercress. If you're up for meat, go with the
spit-fired meat of the evening, or a roast leg of lamb with fava beans
and cheese crostata.
Usually there is roasted suckling pig
seasoned with Tuscan herbs and honey; on my visit I expected more of
the crispy skin from the pig, as I recall it from Pico.
You can see from
what precedes them that
desserts won't be fussy but will be scrumptious, like Villa's espresso
parfait with hot chocolate sauce, a honeyed ricotta crème
brûlée, and--not to be missed--zeppole fritters from Naples and
his light-as-a-feather sognos
(dreams), a wonderful hold-over from the Pico days.
As it
should with this lusty food,
Italian reds dominate the list, and there are still a lot of good Ports
here.
Whatever name Villa calls
his restaurant, you can be sure it will reflect his personal vision
that
food's first responsibility is to taste good and wholesome. As dominic,
this is a fine addition to a neighborhood coming back fast.
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OUR
FORGETFUL
AUTHORS
“To me the
word `curry’ is as degrading to India’s great cuisine as the
word
‘chop suey’ was to China’s. . . . `Curry’ is just a vague, inaccurate
word
which the world has picked up from the British, who, in turn, got it
mistakenly
from us. It seems to mean different
things to different
people.”
--Madhur Jaffrey, An Invitation to Indian Cooking (1973).
The title of Madhur Jaffrey's new book, which "traces the
origins of curry,
explaining
how Indian immigrants brought ingredients and techniques to new lands,
creating an ever-growing cornucopia of delicious hybrids," is From
Curries to Kebabs: Recipes from the
Indian Spice Trail (2004).
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IS THIS HEAVEN? NO, IT’S TEXAS
After
a two-year battle, two Arlington, Texas, judges refused to give a beer license to a
local Hooters, so the owner
decided to give beer
away free (maximum two
beers per customer).
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Department
of Corrections:
1.The correct name of the restaurant in Chicago holding the
Morel Mushroom festival is Charlotte's
Bistro 100.
2. The exiled King of France who resided at
Hartwell House, Buckinghamshire, England, mentioned in last week's
article was Louis XVIII.
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Call 1-800-611-5545. . . . Keswick Hall is offering its “Serve, Swing and
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* On May 25 Roy's
will celebrate the traditional
Hawaiian holiday of Lei Day with a wine prix fixe menu, live
Hawaiian music and a hula dancer. $75 pp. Visit www.roysrestaurant.com
to find the location of the Roy's located nearest to you.
* From June 2-5 Sofitel Philadelphia hosts
French-Vietnamese Chef Didier Corlou of Sofitel Métropole Hanoi
with special dinners at Chez Collette.. For info and reservations
call 215-569-8300.
*
From June 10-13 "The
Newport Beach Food and Wine Festival" at The Balboa Bay Club &
Resort will showcase fine wines and cuisine,
incl. a grand tasting and seminars, with Chefs Julian Serrano of
Picasso, Las Vegas; master
mixologist Tony Abou-Ganim; Alsatian winemaker Hubert Trimbach; Max
McCalman, maître fromager at Picholine and Artisanal in
NYC; Michael Ginor of Hudson Valley Foie Gras; chefs
Christian Rassinoux and Yvon Goetz of the Ritz-Carlton, Laguna Niguel;
Jean-Marc Weber, chef of the California Club; winemaker Jeff McBride of
Conn Creek; Agustin Huneeus, vintner/proprietor, Quintessa; and
The Balboa Bay Club & Resort’s culinary team. Proceeds benefit the
Jean-Louis Palladin
Foundation and The Balboa Bay Club’s 1221 Club scholarship fund. Call
949-630-4146.
* On June 11 & 12 The Mendocino Winegrower’s Sixth
Wine Affair takes place at Fetzer Vineyards Valley Oaks
Ranch in Hopland, CA, with a walk-around tasting in the gardens
before an auction and dinner; "Big Bottles and Bocce at
Brutocao Cellars; The Wine Affair Festa with Chef Pierro
Salvaggio from Valentino in L.A.. The Grand Auction features 40
lots, incl.a 5- night stay in Paris with side trip to Louis
Roederer Estate in Champagne, a golf trip in Arizona, big bottles, wine
excursions and special lots. To benefit Mendocino County’s
Sheriff’s
Department Search & Rescue. Prices: Fri.
$50 pp; Sat. $125; $175 with the addition of John Ash and the Nonnas
Cooking
Demo and Lunch with the “Old timers." Visit
mendowine.com, call 707-468-9886.
* On June 17 Dallas' Basso is hosting a 5-course
wine dinner in honor of Wine Master Victor Orozco. $125 pp. Call
214-520-2242.
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EDITOR'S NOTE: This newsletter is
also available on the very
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which has dozens of other links to food articles
from
around the world. TNew York Corner reviews are also available at
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GOURMET NEWSLETTER is
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Dictionary of Italian Food and Drink (Broadway), and, with his wife
Galina,
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