What do you think of when you think of Las Vegas? Extravagant shows and casinos? Late, late night life? The sports book? Golfing and conventions? Yeah, I think of all that too. But we don't go in much for any of that. So what did we do during the weeks we spent in Vegas? Stay tuned and I hope you'll learn some things you didn't know.
First order of business – breakfast. Kim saw this diner when we were driving down Desert Inn one day and immediately earmarked it for a morning visit. Classic, American, 1950s-style diner serving (we hoped) classic, American, 1950s-style breakfast. Appropriately named 50's Diner. At least that's what the sign in the window said. The website gives it the rather elongated name, Omelet House 50s Diner.
If you travel to smaller towns in America, you will find a number of places like this. Not the artificial, 50s-themed diners, but the real deal. Maybe the place could benefit from a few repairs and the decor could use a little refreshing, but there's no doubt that the grill is well-seasoned ... in a very tasty way. 50s Diner was one of those places. The plethora of cleverly named omelettes on the menu gave this place a unique twist. But what really set it apart, for me, were the vinyl records and jackets plastered on the walls and booth partitions.
The records took you back to a time when legends roamed the stages of Vegas – Sinatra, Martin, Davis Jr., Presley – and smooth, golden voices floated over the airwaves – Jerry Vale, Nancy Wilson, Robert Goulet, The Mills Brothers. I didn't recognize all of the artists represented in the decor, but I did recognize a few platters I have in my collection.
It was hard to pass on The Polack (kielbasa and cheddar), but I settled on the Portugese (linguica, which I don't find that often). Yes, I know you're supposed to snap your photo before you dig into the meal, but I'm still new at this social media thing!
The Champ AND The King were well represented on the walls.
