Oh Boulder City... how I love thee, let me count the ways. With much hype and some leftover hair gel from Guy Fieri, I met my lovely former Editor here for some late Saturday breakfast. We had a brief wait for a table and super fast service with a smile! I had the build your own omelet with spinach and Swiss and a side of marbled rye. The meal wasn't mind-blowing but it is one of the only breakfast places in the (near Vegas) vicinity that could handle hash browns they way they do in the East coast. The taters were crispy and delish. I'll be heading back for sure.