I ate supper at Gordon Ramsey Steak at Paris Las Vegas on July 21, 2013. Here's how it went: I was four days in on my guy's trip. The five of us wanted a steak, so around noon, I made reservations for five of us to eat at 9 p.m. By mid-afternoon, I was getting pretty hungry and the guys were waffling about whether they wanted to drop the cash necessary for the meal. By 6 p.m., all but me and my friend Justin had dropped out. We called the restaurant, and they were happy to change our reservation to two people, and could get us in right away. We walked from the Monte Carlo to the Paris and were immediately seated. Our table was a little two-person table in long row of tables, with an ok view of the kitchen. The row of close tables made it easy to hear all the conversation of the people next to us, but they were a fun young couple and it was pleasant. The restaurant itself is very open and airy, with a second story and open kitchen. You walk through a stylized tunnel (like going through the chunnel from France to England) and then through the crowded bar before emerging into the main dining area. It was a little loud for a fancy restaurant, but it was very pleasant. The noise was more of a murmur of excitement than anything offensive. The crowd seemed fairly young for such a fancy restaurant -- lots of couples in their 20s through 40s. Not a ton of senior citizens. I'm a Gordon Ramsey fan -- my wife and I really like the British and American Kitchen Nightmares shows, and we've watched three or four seasons of Hell's Kitchen. My goals for the meal were to eat a Beef Wellington, a Scallop Risotto (both of which are prominently featured on Hell's Kitchen all the time), and the place's famous Sticky Toffee Pudding, which seems to get mentioned in any review of the place. We were presented with two ordering choices -- the regular menu, or a special five-item "Hell's Kitchen Tasting Menu." The tasting menu had all three of my desired dishes, plus an amuse bouche and a salad. It sounded perfect. I don't think that Scallop Risotto was available on the main menu but I might be wrong about that. Justin was excited about the tasting menu as well, and we decided to order it. We also sprang for the wine pairings that came with each course. The tasting menu was $145 per person plus $75 per person for the wine. That made it the single most expensive meal I have ever eaten. The tasting menu also came with a souvenir menu (which I'm using as a reference as I write) and an autographed photo. The service was very attentive, in kind of a "team" approach. Many different servers took care of different aspects of the meal, and each wine course was served by a sommelier who had interesting things to say about the wines. The servers made a special point to ask if we had any allergies, which was nice, because I do have a mild walnut allergy, and as it turns out there were walnuts in one of the breads we were served. We started out with water and a small plate of breads. The breads were great -- six small buns, 2 each of three different flavors. My favorite was made with pancetta but I also liked the one made with figs. I of course skipped the one with walnuts, but Justin liked it. The first item was the amuse bouche -- a Scotch Egg made from a soft-boiled quail's egg and sausage, served on red cabbage. It was a fun little amuse -- it was gone in one bite and was tasty, though the overwhelming taste for me was the yolk of the quail's egg. It was paired with a Louis de Sacy champagne, which was very light and tasty. The second item was an heirloom tomato salad with a red pepper vinaigrette, cauliflower puree, and spiced almonds. The tomatoes were small little things (small than a ping-pong ball), but packed an intense blast of fresh tomato flavor, which was very enjoyable. I didn't get much out of the cauliflower puree or the almonds other than texture, but the whole package was great. Something about intense little salads like that make you feel that if you ate nothing but them, you'd live forever. The pairing was a 2012 Martin Ray Rose of Pinot Noir. I'm not a fan of pinot noir. I don't know why, but I just never have been. Justin really likes pinot noir and said this was a good one. I drank it, of course, but that wine wasn't a highlight of the meal for me. Next came the scallop risotto. To this point in the meal, we were definitely having a good time and were enjoying what we had been served, but we hadn't yet been blown away by anything. I knew the scallop risotto would set the tone as to whether this meal was swinging for the fences or just hitting base hits. The scallop risotto was a small bed of risotto with a beautiful, fat scallop, perfectly seared, sitting atop it. The risotto had corn, fava beans, and oaxaca cheese in it. From the first smell I knew they were swinging for the fences. I love scallops -- they are my favorite protein in the whole world. This one was absolutely outstanding -- fresh tasting and naturally kind of buttery, with a nicely defined texture and beautiful seared color. The risotto was also great -- not runny or mushy, very flavorful, and hearty without being heavy. Easily a top ten dish I've ever eaten. The pairing was a 2010 Pala Entemari, which I enjoyed. After the risotto there was a fairly long break in the action, which was fine with me, but which seemed a little longer than planned. The sommelier brought out the signature wine of the night -- a 2004 Quintessa, a big, bold red wine that really grabbed your attention. Then out came the Beef Wellington. I had never eaten Beef Wellington, so I was very excited to try it. It's a filet mignon wrapped in a pastry crust and baked. It was served with a potato puree, a red wine demi-glace, and some small root vegetables. Beef Wellington always seems to be the dish that gets people into trouble on Hell's Kitchen -- apparently, it is easy to over-cook them or to have the whole thing come out raw. No problems with ours, however. The pastry crust was tasty, and inside it was a perfectly medium rare filet. I think the portion served to us was a half of a Beef Wellington. It was plenty of food. The demi glace and potato were extremely good, and it was fun to just kind of eat it all at once. Overall, I liked the scallop risotto better, but this was certainly a top-notch course. By this time, the wine was catching up to me (I hadn't exactly started with an alcohol-free bloodstream, as it was Vegas, of course). I was plenty full, but not over-stuffed. Our dining neighbors were also getting a little more relaxed, and we started a nice conversation. The only thing left was the sticky toffee pudding. The "pudding" part of the sticky toffee pudding is pudding in the English sense -- more like a soft cake. It was about the size of a small cupcake. It was served with a little pitcher of liquid toffee and a vanilla ice cream shaped like a stick of butter. It was paired with a Young's Double Chocolate Stout -- at that point in the night, beer was sounding pretty good. It was pretty clear that the wait staff took great pride in the sticky toffee pudding. Three different people (the sommelier and two waiters) all told us to be sure to eat the first bit of pudding with some ice cream and toffee, and then take a drink of the stout, to get the full effect. I took that bite exactly as prescribed. It blew me away. Two or three bites in, I declared that the stick toffee pudding was the greatest single thing I have ever eaten. Hands down. Remember the climactic scene of the movie Ratatouille, where a bite of the signature dish causes a flood of memories to overwhelm the restaurant critic? That's what I felt like eating the sticky toffee pudding. The taste reminded me of something from my early childhood that I couldn't quite put my finger on. I was a whisker away from crying, it was so good. It was incredibly sweet, but I still wanted to eat every bit of it. Desserts aren't my favorite. I've never been into dessert. But my favorite dish of all time is this dessert. We were in no great hurry to leave, but the time came. The bill, including tax, was something like $485. We left $600, which seemed right (Out of the blue, Justin graciously paid for the food and I paid for the tip, which was very nice of him). Overall, our only regret was that our wives weren't there with us -- it was certainly the kind of special meal that one would expect to share with one's wife. Was the bill big? Yes, but I'd pay it again in a second, and have every intention of taking my wife the next time we are in Las Vegas.