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Really? Could they have just taken five extra minutes to give this place a better name?
Well, it's open 24 hours and smack-dab in the middle of the Monte Carlo ground floor. Cheap(er) drinks (under $10 in Vegas is a steal) but unmemorable food. That is, except for their POT PIE. Seriously, this thing was literally the size of a real pie, filled with scorching hot gravy, chicken, carrots, potatoes and onions. The exterior was a little more doughy than a croissant, and deep underneath this buttery coat there was a little dish . It was the shining star of the meal. Literally, I've never had a better pot pie in my entire life.
Service was slow, but our waitress told us the kitchen was a little backed up, and she was sure to keep our drinks coming.
I just felt I had to comment on that monumental pot pie more than anything. Oh yeah, and my friend Paul must've caught some sort of contagious Lance Burton energy because he magnetized his spoon and was lifting it with his knife. Very eerie, but totally awesome. Pics uploaded.
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