PART I:
Wow. Pretty cool looking place.
My friends and I get seated promptly.
We order our drinks. I order a 8 dollar glass of Pinot Noir.
We get out drinks fast.
Eh. The Pinot Noir is eh.
We order our dinner.
I order a Caesar salad, the most expensive steak on the menu. "A Prime cut of Sirloin", rare please.
Caesar salad, eh.
Main course. It was more medium than rare. It was alright. Sigh. Oh well.
My share of the bill about $40.
PART II:
After a heavy night of partying.
We're hungry.
Where is a Denny's. We don't know.
We get back to the hotel (Mandalay Bay).
"Ugh, lesh go to duh Raffie's place. Dere opuhn." (one of us drunkenly commands. I think it was me.)
We get there. It's open. Why not?
I start flirting with the hostess.
We get sat.
While I'm trying really really really hard to read my menu, I realize "it's 530 am and we gotta be up and ready for the wedding in 5 hours or so. Damn!!!"
We gotta get sober!
I order a breakfast that consists of 4eggs, bacon and sausage, wheat toast, potatoes, o.j., and h2O.
I get it, eat it, it's yuck, but what the hell. I gotta sober up.
We eat. I pay the bill for everyone.
We leave.
I wake up at noon, feeling OK.
Raffle's may have just saved me from myself.
Really good service.
Servers paid a lot of attention to us.
The food. They need some serious help there.