When I lived in Vegas I was right behind the place. I was coming home from a mid week bender in the strip. Didn't feel like going home and I was all jacked up on vodka/red bull and hungry. I stopped in here cuz I hadn't checked it out.
Met someone right away from the Chicago burbs. Bartender was a cool guy.
Had a pizza and I'm from Chicago so I'm a pizza snob. I was kinda drunk but that fawker tasted great. Had a beer or two then stumbled home and passed out.