So, a confession

I eat to live, not live to eat. This is not to say I can't appreciate an incredible meal whipped up by a friend or crank out a fairly fantastic pumpkin cheesecake or chocolate mousse myself, I just never caught on to that whole "foodie" craze of spending hours in the kitchen working on the perfect curry or spending a good portion of a paycheck on a meal.

But I'm always interested to hear what others think of the dining at Connecticut's casinos so I'll occasionally post some blogs I find about visitors' culinary experiences, good and bad.

Here's what one recent visitor thought of MGM Grand's Craftsteak:

I talked myself into ordering the $52 grass-fed Ohio ribeye; how often do I get to eat grass fed beef? Conferring briefly with the server, she recommended I go medium rare rather than my usual rare. “Grass-fed beef marbles differently than corn fed,” she explained. “You’ll want to let it cook longer to unlock the flavors.” After the appetizers, the beef arrived, with sizzling char lines on the outside, pre-cut into strips in its own serving pan. I forked one out, hands shaking with adrenaline, and took my first bite.

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