It’s been a
while since I’d been to this particular location (they have five restaurants in
the Las Vegas area); the last one I was at was on Flamingo, where the wife and
I used to have breakfast before catching our flight home, because it was the
closest to the airport.
The breakfasts
used to be pretty cheap, as low as $5 for one of those standard eggs and
potatoes with some breakfast meat and a cup of Java. They’ve changed their menu
a bit, and the prices are a little higher, but it’s still a friendly place to
go.
When I go alone,
I shimmy up to the counter instead of waiting for a table. The counter
waitress, whoever she may be, is usually very friendly and flirty. They always
call you “dear” and “honey” there, which is kind of nice because it just comes
naturally to them. Not forced or artificial at all.
Nothing much
has change in the last 2-3 years since I last ate there, except a couple of the
waitresses who I recognized looked a little older.
In case you’re
wondering, I had smoked sausage and eggs, plus three pancakes of the humongoid
variety. No pic because I’ve already written about the place in my “Place for
My Taste” blog.
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