Oh god! My first stop when I get to Vegas. This is one of those places that you PRAY hasn't closed from the bad economy.
The chicken wings are killer. The lemonade. The pastrami sandwich. What's not to love? A little non-descript shack, that looks too small to have one item, let alone 50!
The guy that works there says many people drive straight to Sammy's as soon as they get there. Which means I'm not the only loser to crave salty, hot, greasy fried food every once in a while.