vegas makes me do crazzzzzy things..
like driving to vegas at 3:00pm on a school night with a girlfriend
like over stuffing myself with five plates of food at the buffet
like meeting some random girls in a bathroom and ending up on a vip list to tao
like unconsciously finding myself seated in a restaurant filled with bright funky (bright neon pink) colors, plastic-covered booths, tacky lights and beads at 4:30 am
like ordering myself a peppermill omelet with turkey breat, cheese, and hollandaise sauce at 4:30am and clearing the plate with no shame
like leaving vegas at 5am to head home just in time for work
this place is a tacky but friendly old-vegas 24hr eatery open to in-town and out-of-town drunkards, hookers, and vegas goers.