Chuck Wagon - Las Vegas

It's always a long wit to be seated. You get to your table and 45 minutes later still no drink no waitress, have to go up to register to find out hats the holdup on ordering. When ordering was so rude. We finally got are food and ask for some ranch for my taco salad I wait and wait 15 minutes pass and no where insights. Look up and she's taking other people's order givi g me the wait a minute finger when I had been waiting a good 20 minutes everyone else is was done eating at my table and she just takes her sweet time . Then waited for the check another 5mins , go to the register and that lady gives us the be right back wit and wit 5 minutes or longer we almost just walked out. Food was great very rude and bad service. We call it the wrong horn now instead of the longhorn. Wow bad experience more and more we go, but the food is great.

In the desolate heart of Las Vegas, tucked away amidst the neon-lit ruins, lies a weathered dive casino. Its name, like its patrons, remains shrouded in obscurity. Amidst the flickering lights and the mournful hum of slot machines, a weary traveler stumbles upon a hidden gem, a restaurant that defies the odds and whispers tales of forgotten glory. This is my story, my encounter with the forgotten world of breakfast at this decaying oasis.As the dawn broke, casting its pale glow over the streets, I entered the establishment, a relic of a bygone era. The scent of stale cigarettes and aged whiskey danced in the air, while the clatter of dishes harmonized with the symphony of distant slot machine victories. It was here, in the belly of this timeworn casino, that I discovered the sanctuary of sustenance: the breakfast haven.The waitress who emerged from the shadowy depths possessed a weary elegance, her swollen belly an ode to the fickle nature of life's choices. Her eyes, once filled with dreams, now harbored the weight of regret, whispering stories untold. Yet, despite her own tribulations, she greeted me with a warmth rarely found in such desolate quarters. Her demeanor belied her circumstances, as if she had found solace in the simple act of serving others.The menu, a faded parchment stained with the memories of countless meals, offered a respite from the chaos of the casino floor. I ordered the house special, a heaping plate of eggs, bacon, and pancakes, a classic combination elevated by the hand of the weary cook, who undoubtedly had spent a lifetime perfecting his craft. The food arrived promptly, presented with a touch of pride that defied the passage of time.The eggs, cooked to a perfect sunrise yellow, were a testament to the chef's skill. Each bite unveiled a delicate balance of texture and flavor, a metaphorical sunrise that breathed life into my weary bones. The bacon, crisped to perfection, crackled with the promise of a simpler time, awakening forgotten memories with its sizzling melody. And the pancakes, fluffy and tender, absorbed the sweet embrace of maple syrup, each mouthful transporting me to a world unburdened by the weight of my own choices.Amidst this culinary bliss, the waitress glided with the grace of a swan on a melancholic lake. Her footsteps told a tale of determination, her weary eyes hiding a world of silent struggles. She attended to my every need with a quiet efficiency, her presence imbuing the air with a sense of gentle camaraderie. In her, I saw resilience and a flicker of hope, as if she were a character in one of Hemingway's novels, destined to navigate life's storms with unwavering grace.As I finished my meal, savoring the last morsels of this gastronomic respite, I pondered the layers of this forgotten haven. In the depths of a dilapidated casino, a pregnant waitress had become the embodiment of strength in adversity. And the breakfast, a symphony of flavors, painted a masterpiece on the palates of weary travelers.In this old dive Las Vegas casino restaurant, where time and dreams collided, I found not only a satisfying breakfast but also a glimpse into the human condition. It is in places like these, where the facade of glamour crumbles, that the true essence of life emerges. And in the pregnant waitress, I discovered a glimmer of redemption, a testament to the resilience of the human spirit.

Good food. Great prices.This is his son I just went there and OMG Enda was the best I just wanted hug her so hard she was nice she gave me a free cheese cake and the food was delicious and my dad said me and my twin got the best so I just wanna say thank u Edna Kid-friendliness: Great place been going there since 2008. Take all 4 of my kids there very safe for Vegas.

Awesome, every time! Been going here alot the last few months and the food is large portions, good flavor and good price. If they are not busy you will be eating in about 10-15 minutes from ordering. If they are busy it's still only about 15-20 minutes. Great employees, exemplary service!

A local place with the local feeling.....food is Great and prices are very affordable that once a day I went just for salad n specials.....if your not from Vegas I encourage you to go n enjoy the food.....small amount of slots but Great foodKid-friendliness: Seen kids go in with family of course.... connection to hotel