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| - Tropical Breeze had not one, but THREE moments of awesome on my latest trip to Vegas.
Moment #1 - 5:00am-ish. We'd been partying at Tryst and were starved after a night of dancing. We decided to get a bite at the Wynn's all-night cafe. We sat down and waited. And waited. And didn't see anything on the menu we liked. And waited. So, we left and decided to take a chance on the Tropical Breeze, located back at our home base, the Flamingo. Success! Service was very fast and friendly, and my grilled cheese was divine. My chocolate milk was not at all chocolatey, but you can't expect miracles all the time.
Moment #2 - About four hours later we're up again, raring to go. Time for breakfast! It's always so hard to decide if you want something sweet or savory, so my friends and I ordered eggs and decided to split one order of waffles. Except....10 minutes after placing our order we realized that we forgot to ask for waffles. Oh noes! Panic! Call over the waiter! Hurry! Explain the situation! He ran to the kitchen! Our food arrived! No waffles! AAAACKK! He ran back to the kitchen and came out with our waffles! Sigh of relief....the day was saved.
Moment #3 - 6:00am-ish. Totally starved after dancing at Body English and playing at Hard Rock's casino. Seriously, I was sitting at the blackjack table, not even excited when my friend hit 21 because I was too busy fantasizing about a Tropical Breeze grilled cheese. I could literally taste the buttery crunch of the bread and the yummy melted cheddar. We leave Hard Rock with our winnings, get to the cafe, and dun-dun-duuuuuun - grilled cheese isn't served at 6:15am! My friends and I lock glassy, mascara-smudged eyes and decide to plea our case to the waitress. Ten minutes later three grilled cheeses appeared at our table. Hmm, maybe miracles CAN happen at the Tropical Breeze Cafe.
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