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| - For a place whose namesake is in eggs, eggs didn't really feel like the centerpiece of each dish. Even in the "slut" dish, their specialty, the potato puree and egg in a jar didn't really emphasize the egg. Also, it was much too salty. It just tasted like salty potato mash, and the occasional bit of chives offset the boring flavors. Similarly, the egg in the sandwich was super thin (which can be a good thing) but again really struck me as contradictory to the store's name. Overall, it was definitely not worth the money I paid, considering how small the portions were and how mediocre the food was. I was puzzled at why there was such a long wait, but I guess many people were new to it like me and were wanting to try it.
Also, perhaps I should mention that the glass jars are the only dishes to be returned, the rest disposed. Above the wastebasket was a platform for diners to return their glass jars. The sign for this platform read "We recycle our sluts. Return your glass jars here." (Not word for word) I suppose this is appropriate for Las Vegas, but I'll leave it up to everyone to decide if this is funny, offensive, inappropriate for children, etc. But I just thought I'd mention it.
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