Gah, you would think that after a night out in Vegas what I would be recovering from would most likely be a severe hang over or case of alcohol poisoning, but no, that’s not the case. Instead what I am recovering from is half the cow, whole pig, and half the bottle of vodka they poured into my milkshake. Yes, all this courtesy of Heart Attack Grill right off Freemont and Las Vegas Blvd.
As if the name was not enough, they have a giant sign in the front that read 350 lbs eats for free. Oh and did I mention that they have this huge scale in the middle of the room too?
I can’t even think of the words that best describe the size and greasiness of this burger. It was only a double, but it had to be held up with a stick. If weighed, I’d have to put it at a little under 1 lb. As if that was not enough they piled it with 10 slices of bacon, not those thin slices of bacon, good 3 mm slices. The fries, well those were just fried lard. I don’t think there was single potato wedge in there.
Then there was the milkshake. I’m a milkshake guy, so I naturally wanted to try it; the fact that colleagues were saying the straw was more for show than functional use made me want it more. Hey, how could I pass that up. Well, I went to order and the waitress is like “the regular or the ‘vodka’ shake.” HOLD THE PHONE…. “Excuse me, the vodka shake? What my dear, is that?”
Well, unbeknownst to me this is the creme de le creme when it comes to milkshakes folks. Think coke float, but instead vodka.. Uh, yes sir, serve me another.
Now it’s the morning after and my colon, well we’re not seeing eye to eye right now… It’s serious cleansing mode at the moment. Let’s just hope this passes so that we can get on with the daily activities, maybe get off the topic of food and back onto the topic of WordPress.