Time Out says
Mario Carbone’s shrine to Italian-American cooking may have debuted in New York, but its spiritual home is Las Vegas, where glamorous, over-the-top dining experiences have been par for the course since the wine goddesses started pouring at Caesars Palace. Here, it’s all about returning to the days when the Rat Pack ruled the Strip, people dressed up for dinner and seasoned waiters whipped up Caesar salads and bananas flambé table-side. Embrace the pomp and showmanship, and let Carbone seduce you with elevated renditions of classics like chicken scarpariello and spicy rigatoni vodka. Bring a group of people along with you to share the massive portions and equally hefty price tag.