Arrived late on a friday night, hungry and sort of ready to party. But was too tired from the long drive so I ended up at Phil's at 9:30 PM and ordered clam chowder. Sat at the bar with a couple of older couples who were watching the game. The bartenders were pretty nice and chatty with their patrons. And actually very attentive.
Clam chowder was tasty but serving was really small for the price. Yes I expected more. I had it with wine recommended by the bartender. I already forgot what it was but it sure complimented the soup. 15 min later I was ready to move to another location because I was still hungry. I leaned over and asked if they have burger and fries. The poor bartender tried to hide his surprise and laughter but hey I was still hungry. I ended up ordering french fries minus the burger since they don't serve it there. Yes, yes; it was a steakhouse, what did I expect, right?
Going back, I had french fries and a glass of beer. Being such a lightweight, halfway thru finishing my beer I could hardly feel my face. And thus ended my first night in Vegas. Alone but full, with a numb face to boot.