The scene was a sunday morning breakfast. or was it a midday snack? Honestly in my obliterated state waltzing around indulged in my liquid heaven I was told, "We must eat here."
We arrive and play a few hands at the Casino Below I'm at this point out starting to grow hungry. The attentive casino bartender delivers our first drinks. My drear friend walks up stairs to put our names on the list as we are nicely handed a pager. Pagers are a genius invention by the way. The moment they buzz your face lights up not knowing what is about to happen.
The service was perfection. A tad of the ol' hard rock and roll meets the occasional drunk but he was patient. Gave a little sass but wasn't a complete asshole to us. The food now that's an understatement. If you come here and order for one, chances are you've ordered for a table of friends. While my company finished their plates, I couldn't even stomach my entire plate or drink....
Rolling out with a full belly and even more grateful buzz. Yes, I will be back.