Article By: Zak Lodhi
A Modern Italian Brunch Experience in Las Vegas
Under a name that winks as it entrances, Butterface arrives as the brunch room this city didn’t know it was missing, and is uniquely Italian at heart. The moniker is playful and a little cheeky by design. Still, it’s also a thesis statement: butter, indulgence, and beauty.
Morning light does most of the work here, casting an easy glow that invites guests to linger. The space is chic yet welcoming, setting the stage for a brunch experience that feels both elevated and relaxed. Soft Italian-tinged music drifts through the air, mingling with the aromas of brown butter, sage, and citrus from the open kitchen. Dishes arrive thoughtfully plated, blending rustic Italian comfort with modern elegance. It’s the kind of place where time slows down, conversations stretch, and brunch feels celebratory rather than routine, exactly as it should.
Conversation carries easily; service meets you half a step early and never once feels staged. The cumulative effect is an ambiance that reads as “city breakfast” and “vacation morning” at once, a second cappuccino feels inevitable, and a midday spritz feels like permission.
The kitchen’s approach is comfort tailored by craft. Herb-perfumed porchetta anchors a breakfast skillet with farm eggs, roasted potatoes, and mushrooms, hearty without heaviness. Prosciutto folds into a Benedict, then reappears on blistered pizza and in neatly composed sandwiches, offering that clean, saline lift. Burrata shows up where it should: cool against warm, rich against bright, always in balance. The pantry leans Italian, with offerings like mortadella, fontina, ricotta, and mozzarella, so the day can slip from cappuccino to a plate of handmade . pasta without breaking stride.
Butter Boards arrive first, house-whipped and ribboned with herb, citrus, or honey, set beside still-warm ciabatta. Lobster ravioli floats in a sage-butter cream that wears its richness lightly; a breath of lemon keeps it poised. Fried burrata lands bronzed and delicate over a spirited vodka sauce, all heat and silk in equal measure. For a sweeter mood, Peach Cobbler French Toast layers mascarpone, grilled peaches, graham crumble, and maple in a way that feels plush but not cloying. When you want clean lines, the smoked salmon potato rösti delivers crisp, cool, and creamy with needlepoint precision. Mini breakfast calzones carry the same good manners in a hand-held form.
Butterface manages the rare trick of making “treat yourself” feel like good taste rather than a guilty pleasure, an elegant invitation to savor beauty in both flavor and form.
Butterface opened Saturday, September 13, 2025, and serves daily from 8:00 a.m. to 3:00 p.m. Consider this your standing date with a very good morning.
