Good news for gambling enthusiasts, the state of Nevada, and Martha Stewart stans like me: Our multitudinous queen opened her first restaurant in Las Vegas over the weekend. The Bedford by Martha Stewart is housed in the Paris casino and takes inspiration from the lifestyle icon’s, well, iconic lifestyle.
The 194-seat restaurant is designed to exude vibes that will make you feel like a guest in Martha’s 1920s-era country farmhouse in Bedford, New York. (For reference, it’s the same house where she spent the home confinement portion of her 2004 prison sentence.) The menu is a French-ish riff on the kinds of foods Martha supposedly serves up at home, on the ranch where her guinea fowls roam.
Vegas is filled with celebrity-branded restaurants, and the Paris casino is already like being stuck in a simulation of a People magazine cover. Gordon Ramsay has a steakhouse, Guy Savoy sells fluffy brioche, Bobby Flay has a burger joint, and Lisa Vanderpump serves French food in a gothic-themed funhouse with off-base energy.
But Martha devotees will probably be delighted by The Bedford. There’s just something about a Vegas restaurant opened by a glowing 81-year-old billionaire who somehow managed to get richer behind bars and now spends her days firing off grainy and unhinged Instagram posts on the reg that I find inherently appealing. As one Twitter user wrote, “If you’re not trying to go to The Bedford by Martha Stewart with me don’t even talk to me.” Here’s what you need to know.
The menu is French-ish
There’s nothing particularly trendy going on at The Bedford. The menu is kind of what would be served at an all-inclusive resort in the ’90s, which is apparently how Martha still dines. “These are the same dishes that I serve to family and friends in my own home,” she said in a press release.
I’m not exactly sure where in the Las Vegas desert the food might be grown, but the press release claims everything at The Bedford is made with local ingredients. Customers can start with a classic Niçoise salad, oysters Rockefeller baked with Pernod cream, or a jumbo shrimp cocktail. As for the mains, there’s a burger served with tomato jam and caramelized onions and a plate of Big Martha’s pierogis—a brown-buttered riff on her mother’s recipe.
The dessert highlights include an upside-down lemon meringue pie topped with whipped cream, a milk chocolate tart with Sicilian pistachios, and a classic crème brûlée.
Dinner features a live potato smashing
Because it’s Vegas, there’s luxury and performance at The Bedford. For the main course, a whole roast chicken is carved tableside. Your bone-in rib eye, an order that just screams high roller, will also be publicly sliced and served with a choice of bordelaise or béarnaise sauce. The pièce de résistance: Baked potatoes that are smashed in front of your very eyes and topped with crème fraîche, chives, and bacon lardons—or an optional one-ounce scoop of Golden Osetra caviar for $115.95.
Drinks on the menu are themed after Martha herself
Let me introduce Stewart’s alter egos: the Martha-tini, shaken tableside with vodka, dry vermouth, and a lemon twist; the Frozen Pomegranate Martha-rita, made with Casa Dragones Blanco tequila, Cointreau, and pomegranate juice; the Classic Martha-rita, a saltier take minus the pom; and Martha’s Perfect Manhattan, made with bourbon, vermouth, bitters, and Luxardo cherries. From the wine list, diners can sip on Martha’s own California Chardonnay from 19 Crimes.
The space replicates Martha’s actual dining room
To be clear, this is not a “cool” restaurant. In line with implied tackiness of a Vegas casino, The Bedford appears to be stylish in a sort of Richie Rich way. Inside, you’ll find what’s supposedly an accurate replica of Martha’s farmhouse wood dining room. Minimalist lighting sconces, pretty floral displays, and bird-themed artworks are juxtaposed with a subtle, neutral palette of whites and grays that give “spring in Montauk” vibes.
The open-kitchen area looks pretty dreamy and functional, with marble counters, stainless-steel appliances, and an enviable wall of Martha’s own collection of copper pans hanging like baubles on a Christmas tree. For an all-American fever dream, you can also eat “outside,” in a patio dining area under the fake blue-cloudy-sky of the Paris casino.