Q: negative

A: I was at the joker last night with a good friend of mine. When we came in no body said hello so we took a sit. We waited for 10-15 min for attention. The hookah didn't last long and didn't have a lot of flavor or smoke. We usually go to a deferent hookah lounge but we were around there so we wanted to try this place. We didn't like it as we'll because it is sooo loud.

Q: positive

A: Same great food and better service! The ladies working today were nice, friendly and helpful and our food came out quickly. So glad I gave this place another chance! My father wants to come here every time he visits me now.

Q: positive

A: Sometimes it's fun to mix with the tourists on the Strip, and divert to other places whenever the mood so strikes. Diane and I had just finished our Fish and Chips at Nine Fine Irishmen at New York New York when we needed to get to a book signing at the Street Corner News inside the Miracle Mile Shops at Planet Hollywood. What better way than to walk off those calories? So, we trekked to Miracle Mile, bought a copy of "The World of Las Vegas Dining" and talked with authors Laury and John Bakie about Las Vegas restaurants for a good 15 minutes. On the way there we saw Spiderman, Chewbacca, and a Star Wars Stormtrooper. On the way back we encountered Michael Jackson, Kung Fu Panda, and Miss Kitty waving to passersby. It was over 90 degrees, and the heat took its toll as drops of sweat began to fall from my forehead. And, then we saw the World of Coca-Cola with cold drinks beckoning in a red dispenser on the edge of the sidewalk. But we could buy a Coke from a dispenser most anywhere. So, we both stopped, looked at each other, and then entered the cool, air conditioned store. The World of Coca-Cola is a paean to all things Coke. Both of us are diehard Coke drinkers, to the point that we will normally order root beer or some other soft drink if only Pepsi is served at an establishment. When Diane was working, for years she even handled the Coke account for her employer, and sometimes flew to Atlanta for important meetings. So, this was a welcome place for us. Once inside the store, everywhere you look you will see red: red bottle-ware, red dishware, cute red-tied polar bears, and other red Coke souvenirs of every imaginable shape and size. We bought a red refrigerator magnet shaped like a Coke bottle. But, more in line with our primary purpose of diverting briefly from our path back to the New York New York valet for a liquid refreshment, ascended an escalator to partake of ice-cold fountain drinks at the soda fountain upstairs. At the soda fountain, one can order Coke floats, Coca-Cola poured from a tap, or an 8- or 16-drink tray to sample flavored liquids from around the world. And, Cokes can be spiked with an added flavor, after which the drink is stirred by the preparer with a metal spoon just as in the real old days when pharmacies had soda fountains. When ordering larger sizes, the plastic or glass container is included in the price. The cost is reasonable, especially for a Strip location. The "soda jerks" were friendly, and as my drink was handed to me, I was told that I could come back to the counter and switch it out if I felt that the vanilla flavor was too strong or too weak. But, it was just right! After receiving our orders, we sat at a small round table provided for that purpose, and I savored my Vanilla Coke. We drank our fine thirst-quenching Cokes at a leisurely pace, and then, fully restored, continued on our walk until at last we retrieved our automobile and drove home.

Q: negative

A:
I'm pretty sure that this is one of those places where if you are a Non-Chinese Asian, you get treated badly. It's a fact that every single person of Asian descent in the world has some Chinese blood in them, but I think the treatment I received here comes from more of a nationalistic point of view rather than ethnic. When I first moved to Las Vegas many years ago, I had no clue where any of the Japanese or Korean districts were located. Las Vegas is a very politically incorrect place, not only do the public schools teach their students that Cubans are from a continent named Mexico, but the city hall decided to declare everything on Spring Mountain: "Chinatown". They even declared the Korean, Japanese and Vietnamese districts as Chinese. Well, getting back to subject, I asked the lady working here where I could find a good Ramen house or Korean BBQ, and she started making these angry screaming noises at me. She then said that she refuses to answer the question. All the reviews below are like "Hrey! Dis is wer I go fur mei Azn fud shooping!"(translation- Hey! This is where I go for my Asian food shopping). Now that quote bothers me? The term "Asian" is too broad and general. Can I really do my Japanese food shopping here? Not really, unless you count Nissan Ramen. Can I really do my Korean food shopping here? No F*cking way! You guys are as mixed up as Floyd Mayweather when he told Manny Pacquaio to go back to the Japan and make some Sushi.