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| - So I just realized that I've given damn near everything on my trip to Vegas 4 stars. Lucky you, Vegas. I'm normally not this nice.
Lagasse's Stadium was our first stop when we got to Vegas. Not intentionally, but we checked into the hotel, realized the Texans preseason game was on and figured we could find a place that we could watch the game and grab a bite before our first night exploring the Strip. Bitches need nourishment, yo!
So thanks to the magic of Yelp, we found Lagasse's Stadium and it seemed to be the perfect fit. We headed in expecting it to be pretty croweded (football is starting, yall! WTF?) and it was pretty dead. After reading some of the other reviews, that's probably why we didn't encounter any seating issues or table minimum situations. As a matter of fact, they sat us smack dab in the middle of the big ass couch/screen area.
The first words out of my mouth were, "Holy shiznit, I would DIE to come here on a Sunday during regular season." I play fantasy football and this place is a FF player's dream - seriously. One big screen with the main game and I think maybe about 8 others right next to it. Cue the choir of angels.
So we were STARVING at this point, so we decided to go ahead and get an appetizer, see how hungry we were and then decided whether to share an entree or get two separate ones. We decided on the BBQ Pork Nachos and ordered a couple of (overpriced) beers.
In all honesty, I was expecting a tiny plate of like 8 nachos, individually dressed or something like that for $14. Seemed about par for the course in Vegas. Uhhhh no dice. This plate of nachos was freaking ENORMOUS. Literally a mountain of melted cheese, onions, jalapenos, sour cream, guacamole, super yummy BBQ pulled pork and other deliciousness I was too busy shoving in my mouth to notice.
The best part was that they didn't commit the cardinal sin of nachos - piling all the goodies on top of one mound of chips, which means once you get through the top layer, all the good stuff is gone and you're chomping on dry chips. No bueno. But no...halfway through, I peel off a deliciously cheesy chip to find another mound of cheese meat, sour cream and guac goodness.
*Slow Clap*
Now, I will say these are probably the most expensive nachos I've ever paid for...but then again I'm from Texas. In the end, it stuffed both of us for a grand total of $14, so I can't really complain.
I'm a little bummed cause I really wanted to try that French Dip, but I was already slipping into a food coma, and there's no no time for napping in Vegas, duh! Next time, it's going down.
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