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| - Okay, I'm feeling a little old because my daughter Muff just turned 16 on New Year's Eve. I asked her what she wanted for her birthday and she said that she wanted to go to Las Vegas. (16 year old birthday presents sure have changed since I turned 16. My parents gave me a card and said that if I wanted to drive, I would have to buy my own car. End of story.) Fast forward to today and off we go to Vegas.
Muff has been watching various food shows, like forever, and decided that she wanted to go Hash House A-Go-Go for one of her gifts. With Muff, my sister, sister-in-law and nieces in tow, we set off to procure a table. To say that everyone in Vegas attempted to do the same thing at the same time is an understatement. However, the food gods must have been smiling down upon us because we got a table within 10 minutes of getting there. (Apparently, it helped that we had a large party.) With the exception of my one niece who ordered the Brown Sugar Banana Flapjacks, everyone else in our group ordered "The Big O' Sage Fried Chicken & Waffle Tower" with two sage fried chicken breasts, 4 smoked bacon waffles, hot maple reduction, fried leeks and served with two eggs. Lawd a mercy! The fried chicken alone is enough to make you whimper. As soon as that food hit the table, you would have sworn that a pack of wild dogs has descended upon the food. Goody goody!
This is my second or third trip to this restaurant known for "Twisted Farm Food" (I think the twisted should be interpreted as gigunda portions of crave worthy food.) If you're stoner, we may never see you leave this place. It's righteously tasty!
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