This is a Vegas ritual for my group. The only reason to not go while I'm in Vegas is if I'm there with silly "let's go clubbing! woooo!" girls... because this is not the place for them. This is the place for the cool girls who can hold their own in a group of guys, and are more than happy to give up LAX or Rain for a semi-authentic German oompah band playing covers - in German.
It's just plain fun.
On a recent trip with said WOOgirls, my sadness at being kept from my beloved Hofbrauhaus overwhelmed and I had to stop in to pick up some food to take home to LA. A few pretzels (gotta share with the hubs) and some spaetzle would do me just fine. I got there 15 minutes before opening (couldn't find their hours online), and they unlocked the doors just for me. Took my to-go order, churned it out quickly and with a smile. AND they gave me extra spaetzle, just cuz they're nice like that.
Why not 5 stars? Well... okay. The bill for my to-go order came to $43 after tip. I remember this vividly because it was a money-stressing weekend, and every expenditure's exact value is burned into my retinas. Checking mint a few days later, I saw that Hofbrauhaus had charged me $48. Yes, it's $5, but it's shady - and makes me wonder how often this might "just happen" here? Of course, you can't really do much about something like that, because at that point it's their word against yours... so I let it slide, and choose to not let it ruin my love of the Hofbrauhaus. I will, however, be paying cash from this point forward.