Le Central Lobby Bar

Le Disappointment
Le Central is the huge bar in the center of the floor inside Paris casino. The «pro» is the location which is next to the restrooms, shops, and casino. The «con» is the outrageous prices for drinks and the attitude of the bartender I encountered. After a few minutes of waiting, twelve bucks will get you a plastic cup containing a «light» brand of alcohol and an employee who hovers over you while waiting for a tip.
Seriously, he stood there staring at me while I was putting the «change» back into my wallet and I guess I took too long because he literally grabbed two dollars off the counter while my hand was still touching it. This was followed by a «thank you» in an annoying tone with an equally bothersome look. Amazing!

I lost $ 700 gambling on craps this weekend — those $ 25 hard tens did not pan out! So I had to kill time while my friends continued to play.
Smoking my cigar and having a drink was the only thing I could do to preoccupied my time while simultaneously stop the bleeding from the losses.
I found this cool place in Paris that allows you to smoke your cigar as well. The selection for whiskey is ok. He other bar here had better choices, however the st most here here is much cooler. Awesome place to chill with your homies or your girls.
If you play the video blackjack you can get a drink for free.
The cool thing is that he bartender gave me a triple pour of basil haydens. I tipped her well :)
If you need a place to kill time and stop the losses be sure to come rest here.

We left a $ 6 cash tip (on a $ 26 bill) for our server and she took the liberty of adding $ 15.16 to the credit card tip line… we will never be going there again and hope that she is not doing this to other people.

OMG brutally slow! Your better off watching paint dry then ordering a drink here.
Sit at the bar if there’s room, if not go somewhere else!!!
Sitting at the table is the worst idea we ever had. It took almost 20 mins for our waitress, Samantha, to bring out bottles of water and a black coffee. And she forgot 1 bottle of water. So, she had to go back for that one. AND she had our credit card so we couldn’t even get up and leave!
Then she brought the bill, looked over my friend’s shoulder as she signed and tipped her (which is the absolute worst), then collected the receipt. Then 5 mins later came back and asked us if she got our signed bill. Bang head on wall.
Holy he11 it was awful!
We were staying there for a convention and were going to have cocktail meetings there. BUT after the first one we quickly changed venues.
STAY AWAY!

Le Central is the lobby bar just off the reception in the Paris Hotel and Casino. We stopped to have a Bailey’s and Coffee and it hit the spot on this chilly day. It’s a gorgeous non pretentious open air lounge with views of the casino and it has an outdoorsy Parisian street feel.
Service was speedy and friendly. Lots of drink options, a TV to watch if you don’t want to miss a game, comfy chairs and tables if you don’t want to sit at the bar and overall a great first stop if you just want to rest your tired feet.

This bar used to be awesome but after experiencing a bartender who was more interested in loudly and inappropriately (even by Vegas standards) relaying a story about his insane party weekend than taking our order we won’t be back.

Absolutely fabulous bar in the Paris hotel! Great location, right in the center of everything, great for people watching, and the best part is that they have 2 for 1 Martini’s from 12 — 7pm on a daily basis = 5 stars for me!

I’m not sure how we ended up here. We were looking for a reprieve from The Strip, which was being pummeled by a dust storm, so we thought Paris seemed like a place we could find a good lounge.
After walking in circles having trouble finding anything but a quickie casino bar, we saw Le Central, a slightly-​elevated circular bar that looked like a decent vantage point for playing «That’s Your Boyfriend». (Oh and it WAS.)
The server, whose name I’ve forgotten, was totally sweet and reminded me a lot of Bethenny Frankel. Funny, a little dry and caustic, but inviting and welcoming.
Martini drinks were 2 for 1, and I appreciated that she didn’t make each of us get two. She let us pay for 1 and each have our own individual. Some bars here make you drink them both *and* sometimes even force you to get them both at the same time, leaving one warm and less than awesome. So that was nice.
Sadly, the drinks recommended — the French Bikini made with chambord and pineapple and Absolut, was kind of bleh. It’s not my usual kind of drink to order, but my friend didn’t really get into it either, so I don’t think it was just me. We drank it – don’t get me wrong. For $ 16, you drink your damn drink, but we promptly headed over to The Cosmopolitan for a proper cocktail like we should’ve from the get-​go. (But That’s Your Boyfriend isn’t as tragic there.)
If I happened to be in Paris and just needed a cocktail, I’d cop a squat and get a drink here, sure. But I’d probably stick with something I usually order, like a vodka tonic or a simple dry martini.