It's Hash House a Go Go!!
Known for their Twisted Farm Food, this place does food big, bold, fresh, and local. The restaurant is a farm style diner, with loud music and a vibrant, lively atmosphere. We waited an hour to be seated, and as we waited, we checked out all of the news, reviews, and publications on the walls lining the hallways. This place had been given GREAT reviews, especially for their Chicken and Waffles. I had to try it.
We finally got seated, and were told that our food would take about 30 minutes because every single thing is made fresh to order. I thought it was just an excuse because they were running behind, but they actually told the truth :) After waiting a total of an hour and a half, our food finally came. As promised, I ordered the Chicken and Waffles and Bobby ordered the Big O'Crispy Hand Hammered Pork Tenderloin Sandwich. This would be my first experience trying chicken and waffles, so I was equally excited about trying them for the first time, and trying Hash House a Go Go's version.
As promised, 30 minutes later, out came our food. When the dishes were placed infront of us, our jaws hit the floor and Bobby and I just stared at each other. These plates were enormous.. big enough for like 4 people to share. But they looked fabulous and we had to dig in.
This tower of sage fried chicken drizzled with warm caramelized syrup and flash fried leeks, on a bed of waffles inlaid with applewood smoked bacon, all held together by a giant
stick of rosemary looked like the finest crafted masterpiece I'd ever seen.
The chef had actually laid pieces of bacon into the waffle batter and then cooked them together! Genius!
Then came Bob's "lunch sized sandwich". I introduce to you, the HAMMERED Pork Tenderloin Sandwich. And they weren't kidding when they said HAMMERED.
This sandwich brought me back to the days in Indiana, and my days spent at Ohio's Farm Science Review. These were the only places where you'd find pork tenderloin on a sandwich with BBQ sauce and pickles. Delicious! This HHAGG sandwich was different though. The meat had been "hammered" so much, that the meat stretched miles beyond the bun. By the time Bobby got to the bun part of the sandwich, he was full! However, we were not complaining. These pickles and red onions were as fresh and they come, the bun was freshly baked and homemade, and the pork crisp and tender. We were both happy, happy people.We left the restaurant full, flabbergasted, and ready to take on more of Las Vegas, and I wasn't the only one who felt that way. Check out Adam Richman's comments on his signed poster in the restaurant: "That big? Really??? Seriously?? Hash House a Go Go.. eating is believing!"
So the next time you're in Las Vegas, or even San Diego for that matter, stop by and get some twisted farm food at Hash House a Go Go. Don't assume this blog did it justice- GO! It'll be worth your while. And remember-
Eating.Is.Believing.
