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Vapid Staff but the Food was Pretty Good.

The hostess lazily sauntered towards me, refusing to smile, and she looked at me like I was there to sell encyclopedias. When I began to speak she plainly interjected, "One?" "Yes, Please," I replied to the back of her head. She walked me to the counter, and asked me if I would like to sit at the counter. I agreed, the counter is cool. The next person to speak with me got my attention by throwing a straw down in front of me. I looked up, and a male model was staring past me, to my right. "Can I get you something to drink?" He said, still staring at the camera he wished was filming his very well-groomed face.

"Coffee and water, please."
I got a nod as confirmation and this kid never looked at me once. His gaze transfixed past me even as he walked away.
"There must be a bunch of girls in the casino area behind me..."

Just a casino and some people drinking at a bar across the way, are all I saw. I had to look past a manager who was standing around thinking of something to do to justify his existence.
Maybe he was throwing hand signals that were distracting Camera One.
Before my beverages arrived, but not shortly after I ordered them, another too-cool-for-school server approached me walking just slowly enough to let me know that this is all his decision.

He wasn't quite as detached as Camera One, but he stared past me pretending to look at something as well. His gaze was more intense. Whatever this kid was pretending to look at, he was concerned about it. I could tell. The group of people at the bar didn't seem that interesting to me, but there was something this kid was believing in.

My order was "Corn Flake French Toast," and a Berry Yogurt Parfait with Granola and Fresh Fruit. I was able to keep his attention long enough to give him my complete order before he dashed off. He kept his focus on Snuffleupagus as he snatched my menu and bolted.

While I waited for my food I got to see what happens when vapid meets idiot. A hipster kid walked in and sat down two seats to my left. This guy had the hostesses full attention. She came from out of nowhere, with Someone has dared to pass the podium without guidance from her menu wiping majesty.

"Can I help you sir." She said, shoving a menu in his face.

Having playtime on the swiveled chair, and sloshing his drink all over the counter top, the gravelly-voiced hipster replied, "I don't need a menu."

"He'll be right with you, sir." She said in a tone that made her intentions of not lifting a finger to help him quite clear.

"Can't I just order some eggs or something, man." The hipster asked, sounding a lot like Pauly Shore.

Miss Personality repeated, "He'll be right with you sir." She pranced away quite satisfied that she got the last word.

Camera-One eventually showed up to get a drink order. He had not been given the news that there was a socially-retarded lightweight at the counter in a hurry to order. The hostess must have been too busy gloating to bother communicating with her co-workers.?

Camera-One reminded The Hipster with Zoolander detachment, "He'll be right with you, sir."

The Hipster whined, "I told her I didn't want a menu...." "Fuck this, man."

He walked out grinning proudly.

The staff was unmoved.

The Food didn't take long to arrive, and my coffee came to me hot and fresh. The food wasn't bad at all. Corn flake french toast has a caramel flavor, and the crispy texture was fun. The parfait was very good. Very fresh, and I'm pretty sure it was Greek yogurt. From that point on, my waiter was attentive and much more focused on his job. I appreciated his effort to make me feel comfortable after watching Pauly Shore do his act, but it wasn't enough to change my mind that the service sucks at Twenty four Seven Cafe in The Palms.

Frankly, I can't blame the kids too much. My attention span was about that short when I was their age, and The Palms has never given me the impression of being as slick as they claim. In fact, I find the place to be more on the sleazy side. They've always seemed like the pretenders to me, just pulling the wool over the eyes of a very gullible demographic. Offering all the best amenities, but never fully delivering. Would any of you who know The Palms agree?

The place even looks like a Hollywood movie set. I'd recommend The Palms for girl watching and that's about it. About $22 plus tip was the damage. I'm finding that Asian restaurants seem to be the only place to go for decent late night cheap eats if you don't want a typical egg breakfast or Mexican food. Am I right, or not looking hard enough? Any local readers want throw me a recommendation??

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