Serendipity 3

Las Vegas, United States

3

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22 reviews

Accepts Credit Cards

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Bussiness info

Takes Reservations
Yes
Delivery
No
Take-out
Yes
Accepts Credit Cards
Yes
Good For
Dessert
Parking
Garage
Bike Parking
No
Wheelchair Accessible
Yes
Good for Kids
Yes
Good for Groups
Yes
Attire
Casual
Ambience
Touristy
Noise Level
Average
Alcohol
Full Bar
Outdoor Seating
Yes
Wi-Fi
No
Has TV
Yes
Dogs Allowed
Yes
Waiter Service
Yes
Caters
No

Description

Specialties

Expect the pleasantly unexpected at Serendipity 3 Las Vegas, a casual dining experience worth biting into. Fun and funky is the name of the game at this Caesars Palace Las Vegas restaurant that serves up everything but the ordinary. Breakfast, lunch, dinner and then some — this all-​in-​one Las Vegas casual dining and drinking destination is known for unique takes on familiar dishes like the Hangover Omelet, One and Only Strip Steak Sandwich, Triple Decker Grilled Cheese Sandwich and hundreds of other items, made fresh in their open kitchen daily.

Since 1954 the legendary original eatery in New York has been the rendezvous place for celebrities including Marilyn Monroe, Jacqueline Kennedy Onassis, Tom Cruise, Cher and Oprah and has been featured in movies like Serendipity and One Fine Day.

Serendipity 3 Las Vegas’ dessert menu is absolutely spectacular.

History

Established in 2009.

It was 1954. The world was suffering from unrequited love, a big post-​war baby boom and an insatiable craving for sweet solace.

In the heart of Little Italy, sharing a cold water flat with creepies, crawlies and things that go bump in the night lived Serendipity 3. Princes under their frog suits, they waited, lips pursed, for the kiss that would reveal their true selves. But it took a magic word to open the palace door.

Days, they hounded producers’ offices. Nights they built skyscrapers of ice cream at Howard Johnson’s. One of them became a lead dancer in «Catch a Star,» and Jose Limon said he might have reached Nijinskian heights, had destiny not called him to the kitchen.

He was Calvin Holt of the sassy ass and incorrigible ways. Fresh from the cornfields of Arkansas. Full of beans and Aunt Buba’s sand tarts. Uninhibited by grey flannel rules. Lit up with crazy electricity that outshone Broadway.

Fast as his heels came Stephen Bruce. Two black, slanty, Slavic eyes in league with the