Red rock grand cafe. You are my best friend at the end of a night of debauchery drugs and makers mark. Late night eats to sober me up. I have a fever. And the only prescription for my fever is some chicken fried mutha effin steak for $7! Tah Dow! Even if I am eating alone at 1241 am on a Friday night. Grand Cafe, you're keeping my belly full and my body out of jail. Love You...