7 stars.  What the hell is wrong with some of you?\n\n11:30AM on a 105-degree August Wednesday.  Line out the door.  That can't be a bad sign.\n\nWife got S'mores mocha to start.  It was a big hit.\n\nFriend's wife got kiwi watermelon lemonade.  Interesting stuff, she raved over it.  \n\nI got the sage fried chicken eggs benedict biscuit.  That was an enormous amount of stomach-orgasming food.  What a taste mix- juicy, crunch fried chicken, fully biscuit, awesome chipotle sauce (could have used a bit more, though) and mashed potatoes.  And I polished off every bit of it (no bullshit.)  \n\nWife got the banana pancake and holy Buddha on a stick, that was some incredible stuff.  A crunchy layer on top, about a foot across in diameter... and I got to eat about half of it (on top of my biscuit.  Yes, I am indeed the man.  Of course, I didn't want to eat for the rest of the day, but stop for a minute and give me some applause.)\n\nFriend's chicken and waffles were fantastic, and everyone else raved over his wife's biscuits and gravy (which were so damned big, over half remained after her attempt and hubby's to eat it.)  Personally I thought the sausage was a little weak in it, but it was tasty.\n\nI must thank the fine purveyors of this food not only for the insanely good quality and Godzilla-like proportions, but the fact that prices are just a couple of bucks higher than some casino coffee shop for a breakfast with 75% less volume and flavor is a real testament to the fact that they want you to enjoy the shit out of your meal.\n\nVegas, we have a clear winner for breakfast.  I am sold like crazy and will be visiting here each and every time we return.