"hey... you wanna get an amazing prime rib dinner for $7.95?" a friend asked. Even though the taste of an old leather belt came to mind, I replied "ehhh sure why not" when in Vegas...
After a bumper to bumper 1 hour trip (damn you Vegas for not having fast robust public transportation infrastructure) from the strip to the California Main Station casino in Downtown Vegas we finally arrived at the hotel brewery/pub (Triple 7) famished. By starving I mean a leather piece of meat really started to sound amazing no matter how sore my jaw might end up. When we arrived we had to wait for an open table. Downtown Vegas a wait for a $7.95 prime rib?!?! WTF... this ain't no Joel Robuchon! So, while a few of my friends waited for a table I decided to hit the craps tables. $5 tables... score! Basically my best 1/2 hour of craps playing EVER! It was like free bingo night at a senior center where everyone is a winner, the crowd was going crazy with high fives being thrown left and right.
On to the $7.95 prime rib dinner.... This huge slab of glutinous meat was so tender and juicy I couldn't believe it. Seasoned perfectly, cooked medium, and included real horseradish. None of that mayo creamy crap. Some say low expectations usually lead to high results. So naturally I expected a piece of poop with fat and gristle but I actually received a "Four Forker" Epicurean.com flavor brigade of tantalizingness. Due to the prime rib euphoric high I was on, it was only fitting for a kiss the cook request... to which I was denied.
I didn't order any of the micro-brews because I still had my free Bud Light from the craps table (woot woot vegas!) at hand but I tasted the nutty brown of a friends and it was nice. The decor reminded me of a BJ's but the ambiance was pure downtown dilapidated Vegas with a few post wedding parties getting sloshed and devouring prime rib dinners.