Just wow Peppermill. You had me at Hello.
Peppermill is an institution in Vegas. Walk in here and you walk back in time. There is no question about where you are - 1970s. Vegas. Neon lights. Crushed purple velvet. Mirrors. Vintage waitress outfits. Worries left at the door. Yuppp, this place is da bomb. Our friends who are locals brought us here, and good thing they did because I never would have found it, even though I Yelp and read Chowhound extensively. Actually we walked by it a few times (we stayed at the Hilton about a block away) and I did wonder what the story was with the place...there is something so non-descript and mysterious about it. Curiosity solved - we came for breakfast on Sunday morning, whole place is packed with a crowd waiting at the slot machines. Wait doesn't take long though. Look around and everyone is drinking Bloody Marys. I had the Tequila Sunset and French Toast with fruit and boysenberry syrup - delish! My husband had the chorizo eggs with refried beans, also very good. Overall, Peppermill is a great diner and the quintessential Vegas experience. I'll definitely be coming back here on future trips to Sin City.