From old skool Vegas to chicken-fried nirvana

Just got back from a trip to Sin City, which included some quality gluttony in two of the finest old skool eateries on any strip you can name anywhere in this fine land.
 
Namely The Golden Steer, which is worthy of a blog of its own for sheer steak-infused Sinatra style manly goodness. Peep some of its leather and meat action at http://golden.snapsweb.com.
 
And The Peppermill Restaurant and Fireside Lounge, which I visited twice: once at night for a romantic cocktail with my wife in front of a roaring blight blue flaming lake, and a second time in the light of day for my last meal in Vegas, which was a plate, nay a tray, heaped with crispy hash browns, 3 eggs sunny side up, and bacon - all of which were acolytes worhipping at the altar of the most sublime of southern glories, a chicken-fried steak smothered in white gravy with plenty of ground beef chunks.
 
I was so overtaken with religious ecstasy at the sight of this platter of calories that i forgot - oh readers - to take a picture of its glory until after i found myself in an advanced state of food coma.
 
So I give you what can only be described as far, far too much of a very, very chicken-fried good thing in the form of a miraculous sandwich: chicken-fried steak, chicken-fried bacon, sausage, fried egg, a fried green tomato, cheddar cheese, bacon fat-toasted buns, and gravy. Praise a chicken-fried Jesus!
 
Thanks to the upstanding culinary citizens at foodbeast.com for the foto.
 
And if you want to get your own old skool action cooking in Las Vegas, visit http://www.peppermilllasvegas.com

   
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