Flesque

I've been to the Vegas many times over a good many years. Not a regular, but I go when I'm in the area. Over that time, it has had its ups and downs. Tonight looked like a good prospect--crowded parking lot, mid evening. I walked through the door, past the un-manned check-in desk, and it looked like a decent vibe. And then some jerk that I've never seen before stands in front of me and says "$10 cover." Well, I'm familiar with cover charges, which the Vegas occasionally enforces, to a max of $5 in the past, but more often ignores. They're in the middle of cornfields and I think they're glad for the business. So I asked, "Since when?" Well, this knucklehead was of the brooking-no-dissent variety, and said, "Always". I knew that was bullshit, so I said, "Wrong" and turned around and left. I was prepared to drop a could of C-notes, but his attitude just spoiled the entire vibe, and I was in no mood for some twit to pull that. I'll go back, perhaps, someday, but probably not soon.

I have been coming here off and on for years, and the quality and satisfaction have gone up and down. They have a decent kitchen, if nothing else, and so I stopped in late afternoon recently for a burger, and hopefully, some fun. Well..... No. The bargirl couldn't be bothered to take my order, and it took forever to arrive. It was good when it came, but how long do you have to wait when there are perhaps 10 people in the place, and half of them are staff? There were perhaps 2-3 girls working, none particularly interesting to me, nor did they bother to stop by and ask if I was interested. Tough to make tips if you don't even ask. Now, I'm being tough on them, and they deserve it, but it was a slow afternoon. I left and got gas at the corner station--lowest price in 15 miles, and always has been--and that was perhaps the high point of my visit.