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| - Let me preface this by saying that I wanted this to be a great restaurant....I really did. However, contrary to my wishes, Rustler's Roost was a grand ole disappointment. The bull on the way in was probably the best part of the whole experience, though he did look slightly mortified to be seen in such an establishment. First off, the place is huge and filllllled with kids, which I was willing to accept. We sit down and immediately order beers and snake. The snake comes out ASAP, but instead of reveling in a new tasty delicacy, I am confronted with some room temperature, chewy pieces of a once noble creature. Oh well. Then some fry bread, biscuits and salad. The butter was odd tasting (the reg one, not the cinnamon one), the biscuits were incredibly dry and tasteless (how the hell did they manage to pull that off?) and the fry bread had seen better days. On to the meal...I ordered BBQ pork ribs. I took my first bite, and bingo!!!!!!!! I got a prize. I reached into my mouth, to extract it from my teeth, and I pulled out a lovely blonde hair (I happen to be of the brunette persuasion). That was the straw (hair) that broke the camel's back. We immediately called for the bill and told her to remove our entrees, which she did. Then, the icing on the cake...the dude busing the table had the balls to say to us...:Better luck next time". I called him a douche bag, and went on my merry way. The only thing this placed rustled up was my disdain and a bad yelp review.
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