text: Allow me to be blunt this place is fucking amazing Every time I find myself in Vegas I end up drinking myself into oblivion and eating like crap So after a few days when my body is pissed off and my liver is overworked and ready to pack up and call it quits I know it is time for some serious foodage to restore my partying abilities Time to go to PeppermillnnYeah one plate of food here could probably feed an entire army of ravenous adolescent boys Still I can never seem to agree on a dish to split with my friends so I always end up ordering something for myself only to eat and eat and eat for like minutes to maybe get through of the food before I wave my white flag of surrender and admit that I have once again been dominated by the Peppermill No joke the omelets are bigger than my head and they should probably give you a shovel to eat the side of hash browns with However quality has not been sacrificed for quantity The food tastes amazing no matter if you go for lunch at noon or for a drunken munchie run at AMnnId give it stars but I am taking off one because I do not particularly like the part of the strip that it is located in Sorry Peppermill otherwise you are perfecto