“One of my first nights bartending, a little 80-pound waitress told me, ‘We drink Jäger bombs on Friday nights, so if you can hang with the big boys you’re welcome to join.’ I thought, if you can do it, so can I. … Before my shift ended, I was bunny-hopping behind the cocktail waitress. I had the time of my life. … I broke my finger in a bowling game, I was so drunk.”
Best of the City 2016
Our seventh annual celebration of all things Las Vegas, from the best place to fix your speeding ticket to the best Bloody Mary.