This is not your neighbourhood trattoria. Giada is the mega-watted Italian restaurant from celebrity chef Giada De Laurentiis found inside the Cromwell Hotel. Not that you’d forget the name of the restaurant when you get here; everything is emblazoned with “Giada” or simply the letter G. With a prime position on the Las Vegas Strip, the huge windows do more than just flood this spacious restaurant with light; they offer views out over Caesars Palace. But if diners are cunning, they’ll request a window table on the terrace so they can watch the Fountains of Bellagio show while they tuck into their antipasto.
The menu at Giada is extensive, covering all the Italian favourites from arancini to start (made with artichokes, pomodoro sauce and basil aioli) through to creamy imported burrata cheese (served with cabernet salt, caper pesto and lemon zest) and a pork ragout pappardelle best enjoyed with lashings of crumbling parmigiano reggiano. There are mustard-crusted racks of lamb that come with roasted rainbow cauliflower and beluga lentils and braised Wagyu short ribs with soft polenta. It is a menu to devour your way through with relish, but there’s always the tasting menu, should you not be up to any kind of decision making. This is Vegas, after all; the land of the perpetual morning after.
For those who can drag themselves out of bed during daylight hours, the weekend brunch will reward you with restorative, decadent dishes like Lobster Hash, which comes with Nueske bacon and sunny side up eggs, and – one for diners with a sweet tooth – a Strawberry Polenta Waffle that’s served with fresh fruit and Nutella.
The elegant dining room at Giada, with its cream and white decor, sumptuously comfortable seating, and colonnaded style, is equally suited to a leisurely meal with friends in between hitting the casinos as it is a working lunch. And if your time in Sin City is proving to be a blur, take your picture in the Giada photo booth on your way out; a small souvenir to take home to prove you were here, even if the blackjack tables weren’t kind.