You know, when you are wondering up and down the strip about 9pm trying to find somewhere to eat, the glowing lights of the Hard Rock are a welcoming sight.
We were drawn like moths to a flame.
And there we were seated, we wanted outside and then I froze so they moved us inside with only a wee bit of pouting from the outside waiter dude.
Inside was a lot warmer, quite. To the point that we shared some chicken wings that were perfect - especially with the dipping sauce. Great entree, however it could have easily have been a main meal for us both!
We couldn't get through the last wing so we left it and advised the waiter that we left it for him. As his tip. Good thing he laughed with us instead of getting snarky.
I got the Texan burger, which was huge and oh soooooooooo very delish.
Granted by this time we were already into our 2nd cocktail so everything was great!
When we paid we were advised that we could pick up our cocktail glasses from the counter downstairs... Wait! What?
That's right lovelies, they forget to mention that you earn yourself a nice little memento from getting drunk on cocktails!! WIN! (and to make this even better it made it all the way back to Sydney without breaking, double win!)
All in all, great food... great booze and waiters that laugh with you.