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It was Sunday, March 15; and my dad had just flew in from New York. This was day one of my stay cation staying in NY-NY with family. We decided to make Double Barrel Roadhouse our leading meal. We had never tried it. I had walked by it several times when passing by the Monte Carlo. A few hundred feet north of NY-NY, we were now in the shadow of the Monte Carlo trying Double Barrel Roadhouse.
The Double Barrel Roadhouse website promotes it as the place where country meets rock N roll roadhouse. However, in my eyes the industrial interior with the black ceiling reminds me more of a sports bar and restaurant that just so happens to open up to the infamous Las Vegas Strip.
When we stepped foot inside, the hostess walked us to a table that overlooked the bar. At the zenith of March Madness, the HD television sets played college basketball. It was a loud and upbeat atmosphere where holding a conversation was a challenge. A bigger challenge was staying here after seeing the astronomical prices. Where March Madness was playing above, the menu madness was below. We had expected a remarkable tasting barbecue dinner that mirrored those of Weber Grill and Rock Bottom. But just like gambling in a casino, we gambled and lost.
Just a sampling of the menu shows their astronomical prices. For example on the lunch menu, a cheeseburger and fries is $16, a classic Caesar salad is $12, and sausage gumbo soup is $9. For dinner, the starters (appetizers) are expensive with nachos for example costing $17. Beer is just as crazy. A pint of beer is $8 and a bottle of domestic beer is $7. This isn't a fancy bar that you'd see in the Wynn or on the top of the Stratosphere tower. Besides the astronomical prices, the menu selection is lacking the combinations that several barbecue restaurants offer. I did not see a plate where I could combine brisket with chicken or ribs with pulled pork. Anyways, my mind was set on the half rack of St. Louis barbecue ribs. With a side and cornbread, it went for $21. If I was very hungry, $27 would buy me a full rack.
The half rack of St. Louis barbecue ribs tasted average. They did not knock my socks off. And there was one rib where I had to spit out what seemed like a piece of fat. I used a fork and knife to handle the six St. Louis barbecue ribs. Between the fork, knife, and cloth napkin there were no sticky fingers. On the plate to the left of the ribs, the French fries were allright. If there was a next time in the near future, I would of ordered the garlic mashed potatoes. This brings up the issue of omitting cole slaw from the side dish choices. I have yet been to a barbecue restaurant that passed over offering cole slaw as a side dish. But, on the Las Vegas Strip there is a first time for everything. And there is a last time for some things.
I understand that there is this expectation that this is the Las Vegas Strip and it is acceptable paying more for less. The reality is that Las Vegas Boulevard isn't paved with gold and there is a World of restaurants in the shadows of its famous resorts. Ultimately, my reality is that when a restaurant charges more, my expectations are higher. After closing the door of Double Barrel Roadhouse, I most likely will not reopen it in a long time.
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