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| - The good news is, my bartender is really cool. Her name is Deborah. Also, the beer was nice and cold.
The rest was bad. I had the pulled pork, chicken, garlic mash, and slaw. I also had a glass of Cabernet, but even the wine was a bad experience because it's being served to me at 115 degrees. They apparently can't afford AC, even after charging all of these suckers 30 bucks a plate. The pulled pork was really tough. When you cook pork shoulder, it's important to keep all the steam in and around the meat. This place probably was too cheap to buy aluminum foil. Which, by the way, my bill after tip came out to be nearly 40 dollars just for a pile of dog shit and warm piss served in a wine glass. The mash was flavorless and watered down, again because this place feels just like most resorts in trying to turn a profit more than make a guest feel good. Living in Vegas, I've realized that these places work under one notion, grab as much money out of your bank account as possible before you go back to where you came, because chances are, you are never coming back regardless of your satisfaction. The slaw blows, one or two bites of the chicken had a little moisture left in it.
If a place is going to charge 25 dollars for a plate, it better be fucking good! Fuck the place, I'm out!
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