This was our second visit to Dean's Place to try other menu items and try again to resurrect the memory of the Rat Pack during the Vegas heyday. I had the steak sandwich which Joey Bishop would approve. The other people in our group would order the Italian selections and one good old fashioned burger. It was a Saturday night, not too many dining, but the bar was crowded, probably listening to Dean croon a tune on the Jukebox. I must admit that the food was better the last time. Maybe a new chef. We wined, dine, talked, and looked at the memorabilia until we felt the presence of those that came before us. As we left, the waiter said to us, "My Way" would be to come back soon". I felt his presence and promised we would.
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