Had it not been for the fact that my friend wanted to play Keno, I probably would have never set foot into this place. Sitting there felt like I was transplanted from the glitz and glamour of Vegas to a runned down, mothball infested casino in Reno.
I for the life of me am trying to come up with something endearing to say about this place. And well....the food is cheap.....and....the portions are big. That's about it folks.
Our waiter looked like he was planning on jumping off the top of the Flamingo after his shift. He took 20 minutes to come and take our order and seemed to conveniently forget whenever we asked for a refill or a side of something. My friend got so sick of asking for a side of ranch (I realize that this is annoying in itself), that he physically got up to seek out another waiter to ask them. I'm thankful that the place utilizes the Denny's method of payment where you go up to the front desk to pay or I feel like I would've waited for my next birthday for the guy to come by, run the transaction, and return it to the table.
I ordered a Penne Pasta and although it looked good, it didn't taste good. It did make good 3 am, coming home drunk and I'll eat anything food though.