Sadly this is going to be a very mixed review. Some good some, sadly, very bad: Prime Rib, meh dry and not much flavor. Cocktail perfect!, Waitress gets a \"D\", Carver and busboy both get an A+, Bread, B. Mushrooms A++, Uniforms, F- (really guys they look like goofy Halloween costumes. First the good stuff: \n\nMy cocktail was perfect, the guy taking care of my water glass and keeping my table clean visited me more than my waitress. I frankly I have never see a busboy more attentive, friendly and accommodating. My carver was one of the best. Young, on the job for only a month but man did he nail customer service. He was honest without being pretentious, friendly but not fake and clearly enjoyed his role at Lawry's. It was clear that he was proud to be a Lawry's carver. It is often recommended that you tip before he carves to bribe him into a bigger cut. I tipped after the carve because he gave such great service. Finally the Matre'd visited my table, greeted me by name and was genuinely interested in my experience.\n\nI think Lawry's has outlived its brand. I think it is fair to call Lawry's more of a cliche than a real brand. I went by myself on a business trip to Las Vegas and wanted to see what was like, 50 years after I went to the original in LA for the first time. I arrived early and was asked to sit for a few minutes. When seated there wasn't a sole in the place. After a very respectable period for someone to tend to my water glass the 60+ year old waitress in a costume out of the 50's appeared to take my drink order and deliver the menus (unceremoniously plopped onto the table). I ordered a Perfect Manhattan which she was obviously trying to commit to memory. After a couple of seconds she said \"ok, I will be right back with your Old Fashion\", I had to tell her again, Perfect Manhattan, then she said, ok I will be right back with your Manhattan. Again I had to correct her by telling her I ordered a Perfect Manhattan. \n\nTo be fair the drink was flawless. I mean this was a perfect, Perfect Manhattan. So good I ordered two. However, when she delivered my drinks she plopped them on the table out of my reach. Whats that about? Craziness with my waitress continued, she asked me twice if I wanted lobster, three times if I wanted a la carte veggies. Frankly, it almost seemed like a party of one was more of an annoyance than anything. She had a table of six across from me; to them she gushed. I bet she visited their table 5 times for every one visit to my table.\n\nThe prime rib was dry and generally flavorless, the mashed potatoes were instant, the gravy out of a can, the spinning salad bowl is a joke with limp romaine and spinach on a cold plate; and the dressing out of a bottle. I think at about covers it. I travel on business and entertain and I am afraid it is time for this tired old Lady to hang up her dancing shoes. You have seen better days.
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