I've been taking advantage of the Peppermill's hours of operation for a long time. Completely overpriced, too tacky for words, and an absolutely Perfect way to end a night out on the Strip.
This is a place to watch or be watched. Everyone's going to wander in at some point. From strippers, cocktail waitresses, and impersonators - to high rollers and Hunter S. Thompson types.
The Fireside Lounge is what makes Peppermill so star worthy though, like a den out of the Elvis Era, you're transported- cheesiness is overlooked, romance is rampant and we're getting trashed on Buttery Nipples; all among floral fakery, a fire pit, and fuchsia flamingos.
I Love this place. I do I do I do!!!