Ryan F.
Yelp
So there I was, in the glittering oasis of Las Vegas with my better half. The Aria Hotel, classy and all that jazz, but let me tell you, Vegas is like a money-sucking black hole. Spend money or face imminent doom! So, we're hungry, right? But unless you want to live on ABC store snacks, you're in for a wallet workout.
We decided to embark on the quest for food. Simple, right? Just a breakfast sandwich. Sausage, egg, cheese, the breakfast trinity. But at Aria, even a sandwich is dressed to the nines. I mean, this place is fancy! No promotions, no discounts, we're paying full freight. Ouch!
I ordered this thing called the Wexler breakfast sandwich - pastrami, eggs, cheese, the whole shebang on an everything bagel. And let me tell ya, when I took that first bite, it was like a flavor explosion... of salt! Now, I get it, pastrami's gotta have some salt, but this was like trying to swim in the Dead Sea with a hangover.
The folks making the food, they weren't exactly spreading sunshine either. The guy behind the counter was grumbling about how his coworkers were mean and nasty. Not the vibe I signed up for.
All in all, it's a flat nothing burger and get a 0 out of 10, because I spent $20 and didn't even eat it!