I dunno where I'm gonna go when the volcano blows!

Thats right, we made a visit to Margaritaville! What poor sap can go to Las Vegas and not enjoy an ice cold top shelf margarita? Certainly not me, as this was my restaurant choice for the trip. I wish I had a picture of the dining room, but picture if you will, the rear end of fishing trollers used as booths and deuce seats, pirates and sea captains towering over you on stilts, and Jimmy Buffet singing to you via some huge projection TV's. We went in around lunch time (along with the rest of the strip) and were quoted a 25minute wait. After about 15, all was well, and we were seated and greeted by a server who strived to talk as if she were from my native state of Florida. Over use and improper use of the word, "ya'll," and poor accents made for a humorous time. There was even a huge volcano that I'll talk about soon.

Everyone at the table ordered some variation of margarita; A Ruby Red Marg, a Patron Marg, and an Uptown Top Shelf (topped with Grand Marnier). The Uptown Top Shelf was my choice and it was the BEST margarita I've had in a long time, though I do have a sneaking suspicion that the "margaritaville" tequila is relabeled Cuervo. My particular beverage had a TON of liquor in it, but was extremely smooth with the lovely sweet pinch from the Grand Marnier.

Being that I was at Margaritaville, I had to get the titled Cheeseburger in Paradise. First off, I must say that I FINALLY got a Medium Rare burger at a restaurant!!! I was ecstatic. It even came mid rare. My reasoning for this is because you eat so much in Vegas, that you'll never figure out what made you sick, so why not serve meat the way its supposed to be served? The beef quality was very good and quite juicy. I suspect a 70/30 ground beef because of its tastiness. Aside from the burger, the fries were incredibly fresh, crisp, hot, and tasty. They received some all important Heinz ketchup. To top off the meal, I received a Kosher Dill pickle and not one of those weak 'sours.' Dammit, doesn't that look good? Writing this, I want it again.

The pulled pork sandwich that the chest to the left ordered was quite tasty too. It received the same delicious french fries- but instead of the ketchup, the boobs like to dip them in a bit of ranch dressing. Carbs fried in fat, dipped in fat = tasty.
The Sandwich was made with your choice of BBQ sauce- though I can't recall what was ordered. It was tangy and sweet to the tongue. As little of a fan of raw onions I am, the diced reds made for a decent toping, crunch, and contrast to the pork.

While dining, the famous "I dunno where I'm gonna go when the volcano blows" song played. All the sudden the lights would go out and subtle sirens would start to go and lights flashed as if there were an eruption. After about 2 of these moments, this huge volcano (sorry, lighting was bad, no pictures) erupted in a frenzy of dry ice and bubbly action, taking this novelty restaurant to the top!