To save on cab fare, me, my siblings, and our prospective significant others decided to squish in one car. As I am the youngest (a blessing and a curse in any family) I was volunteered to sprawl across my sister, brother's girlfriend and my boyfriend in the back. I emerged mildly achy and incredibly sweaty. For as you see, the boyfriend in question was Irish and was not doing well with the Las Vegas heat. For in Ireland summer is lovely, but only lasts about two weeks. I proclaimed this had better be freakin' delicious or I was going to wipe my sweat off on everyone who had not yet been graced with it.
EVERYTHING WAS INCREDIBLY DELICIOUS.
And I DO mean delicious. My brother-in-law had a coupon so we got a bunch of everything. Can't remember what we got, but everything was wonderful. I remember the Kebob type things were terribly tasty and the berry drink was light and fruity. I'd never had any Russian food before, and, not going to lie, kinda expected it to be potatoes and vodka. I was fantastically incorrect.
EAT HERE AND YOUR TASTE BUDS WILL PROPOSE TO YOU.
That is all.