Lyla D.
Yelp
During our recent stay in Las Vegas, we chose the Tao Group Hospitality's nearly one-and-a-half-year-old Italian-American restaurant, Luchini, as one of our second-to-last dining experiences. We had been eating Chinese cuisine to celebrate my husband's birthday, and the Lunar New Year, so we thought we'd choose another cuisine with noodles or pasta, symbolizing longevity in Asian cultures. A couple of years ago, we saw the June 2023 opening of Luchini, but during our 2023 visits, we had already booked ourselves at other restaurants, but we kept Luchini in mind. This time, I made reservations for an early dinner through the OpenTable dining reservations app, wandered from the MGM Grand Resort's Casino, and immediately found the restaurant.
We were greeted by two cheerful and smartly dressed hostesses who asked us to wait on the side since we arrived about 25 minutes before our reservation. My husband said he'd play on a slot machine around the corner while waiting and that I'd call him when we'd be seated. I laughed at him and wished him luck while confirming that I'd text him the table location after the hostess seated me. I texted my husband when I got seated, ordered a drink from our server, Frank, and waited for his reply. Fifteen minutes passed, and he didn't answer, but I got anxious and continued to sip on my Negroni. About half an hour later, my husband showed up, saying he couldn't leave the machine, and showed me his birthday win on an IRS Tax Form. Well, I said that the win called for a celebratory drink. Shh, shh, shh! He guessed I already had a Negroni even though Frank had removed the "evidence." Still, I ordered another anyway, thinking I'd not want to fill up on bread or appetizers while celebrating my husband's triumph.
Because we chose to start dinner around 6 PM, only two other couples were with us in the main dining room, but many were seated outside the restaurant for Happy Hour. Our server, Frank, welcomed us like we were about to have a "Sunday dinner at Nonna's." Frank was efficient, had a dry sense of humor, and was attentive. He also coursed our meal so that we didn't feel like we were eating at a typical Chinese restaurant where everything comes out to the table at once.
We ordered the Fritto Misto, a humongous plate of perfect light battered and fried zucchini strips, calamari, and shrimp. The golden fried strips were moist and tender without tasting greasy. It was so good that we ate almost everything on the plate and started to understand the upcoming food portion sizes. We kept the nearly empty plate of Fritto Misto when Frank returned to ask if we were ready for our Heirloom Tomato Salad with Burrata, AKA Caprese Salad. Of course, we stopped eating the Fritto Misto while sharing the tasty, beautiful, colorful salad. The salad included a whole ball of soft, creamy, and mild burrata cheese. The Caprese salad represented il tricolore italiano with bold green, white, and red. We were already getting full from the appetizer and salad but pushed forward with our pasta entrees (Calabrian Reginette Alfredo and Cavatelli Bolognese). Frank warned me about the spice level of the Calabrian Reginette Alfredo pasta dish. Still, I boldly said it should be okay since the creamy Alfredo sauce would tame the Calabrian chilies and not detract from the rock shrimp in this pasta. He smiled and agreed, but he warned me. My husband considered getting the meaty (made with veal) Cavatelli Bolognese. We looked forward to and enjoyed the housemade pasta. The pasta was cooked al dente in each dish yet captured the sauce in its nooks and crannies, making each mouthful a luxurious bite.
I was about to scream "Basta così, grazie" since we were trying to be polite or not wasteful to the chef, but seriously, the generous and delicious portions in this Italian-American restaurant made us seem disrespectful. We could relax and enjoy our meal and dessert within two hours. By then, the restaurant filled with more hungry diners and the restaurant became more lively.