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| - The opposite of the Jerry Seinfeld line, "I am not an animal!". Well, Yelp, I am an animal. A carnivore to be exact.
Living in Illinois, I had never tried In and Out Burger. I've only heard things. I passed this place up the first time I was in Vegas, but not this time.
Getting there walking isn't bad, but if you're trying to get back to New York New York where our party was, it is a hassle. The sidewalk does not loop around, but oh well. Plus I think we cut through (illegally) a parking garage. There will old slot machines every where. I think it was good that we weren't being followed. If someone saw us run down a rock hill and hope myriad fences, they would have thought we robbed a place.
Speaking of robbed, you are a victim if you have NOT tried this place. Protein style: no bun, two patties, tomato and onion. It's amazing how grilled euphoria patties can garner such a reaction out of my simpleton self.
In and Out. You rock!
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