Not to be confused with the restaurant by Robert Irvine at the Tropicana, this temple of spirits has one of the most extensive beer programs on the Strip. There are 24 taps alone, but that doesn’t include the more than 200 IPAs, lagers, and stouts that come in bottles and cans, all of which you can see through the front window in cold storage. Don’t miss out on the true cask ales, which are transported to the bar through lines along the ceiling. And I’m happy to report that they didn’t dumb down the menu to simple pub grub. Sure, burgers and steaks are on offer, but so are more unusual choices, like a duck confit poutine, roasted bone marrow, fried pig tails and Scotch eggs. Big appetites (or those willing to share!) can get down on a 32-ounce bone-in Tomahawk if you're willing to drop $109. If you find the beer list daunting, there’s an in-house cicerone—the beer version of a wine sommelier—who can walk you through and make suggestions. Warning: Since it’s so close to Venetian’s convention space, lunch gets really crowded when there’s a big show in town.