. "2"^^ . "4"^^ . . . "1"^^ . "2011-03-30T00:00:00"^^ . "2"^^ . "Utterly \"meh\" experience. Six of us stumbled in on a Sunday morning, having stayed the night at the hotel/casino this caf\u00E9 is located in, hungover and in serious need of greasy food. \n\nWell this was the place. There was a short wait at 9 a.m., which was spent in the small waiting area by the glass display case of sweets a la Denny's with elderly and bleary-eyed patrons (though their eyes were glazed over due to marathon slot playing, not marathon drinking, I suspect). \n\nWhen our table was ready, we rounded the corner (it was nice that this created a dining space entirely closed off from the sound and sights of the casino), past the buffet set up (silver chafer sets heated from beneath, nothing special) and to our table in the middle of the room. Giant screens above our heads were projected upon with sports channels. \n\nAnd the lights ... those colored lights. What the hell. First of all, it's NINE A.M., no need for a club like atmosphere in a place that clearly wants to be some sort of contemporary greasy spoon. And they abruptly change from red to blue to green, no gradual transition. (Then at one point, the already dim regular lights went off entirely, leaving the restaurant to be lighted only by these creepy lights, ick).\n\nOur server arrived and she was typical casino employee - short, gruff, no nonsense and I'll say it, rude. (When she finally arrived with our drink orders, a friend mentioned we were ready to order, as in \"hey don't run off after you deliver those, we are hungry and you've already taken forever to get waters so let's hurry this along.\" Her actual response: \"you're not doing anything until I set these drinks down.\" Yikes).\n\nThe options were typical diner fare: club sandwiches and burgers (available early), omelettes, mozzarella sticks, garden salads, etc. Though you could get a burger at 9a on a Sunday, you could get nothing stronger than an iced tea - they don't serve booze until 10 a here. Between that and the colored lights, they were not being very kind to my hangover. \n\nI got the chicken fried steak (I know, I think I was still drunk) and it was incredibly un-special. (I've never had it before so have nothing to compare to, but wasn't impressed). I wasn't surprised it was bad, steak in a casino diner is a gamble (yeah!) but how did they manage to mess up breakfast potatoes? They were a mix of undercooked and mushy, and flavorless, were probably not made to order but scooped out of that chafer dish I passed on my way in. It was Denny's quality (and barely made that achievement) but with prices that would be about $2-3 more per entr\u00E9e than them. \n\nI was not a winner here. Not at all."^^ .