Sure, there are lots of upscale eateries in Vegas, and my itinerary this week has plenty of those, but I wanted a Roadfood-sanctioned eatery to balance both the stomach and the wallet, and Hash House was the perfect place.
We got there at 9:15 AM, and evidence of the breakfast rush was everywhere: unbussed tables throughout the place and a very harried waitress who appeared to be running the entire restaurant alone. She was gracious and competent, and somehow got our meals to us in a timely fashion, remembered to refill coffee and water, and showed us the delights of their homemade jams and jellies, all the while managing to serve everyone else and bus the tables!
Food was as described: delicious and plenty of it! I had the Party Hash and grits, which was heaven on a plate. This is a combination of all the hashes into one super hash, and there was evidence of roast beef, corned beef, and chicken. Fried crispy, the way I like it, it reminded me of the hash my father used to make.
Hollie had the sausage patty and poached eggs, and the sausage was homemade, robust, and well-seasoned with a hint of fennel, and the hash browns were buttery and crisp. The homemade jams were super and really special with a sugar-free berry jam the waitress brought over just for me, and we were charmed by the presentation style! The toast they went on was great; hearty pieces of sourdough for Hollie and rye for me.
We loved the grits and poached eggs served in teacups, the coffee was better than average, and the decor of the place was utterly charming without being so folksy you could die. I even bought a t-shirt.