When in Vegas you HAVE to stop by here for a pint and a jig. The deep fried sausages are like an angel orgasming in your mouth (that's just a thought I haven't experienced that particular sensation since college....we all experimented at that time in our life). The old wood and welcoming Guinness makes you feel like you are home. Stick around for the band and have a great time. When you see the fat guy doing a jig in the middle of the floor, buy me a shot of Irish whiskey and come dance with me.