When ELV first moved to Vegas in 1980, these were 25 cents. Then for about a decade they were twice that, and then, for like fifteen years, they were a buck.
Now you shell out two bucks ($1.99) for a thick, fluted cocktail glass of shrimp-y, shelled crustaceans, or a couple more buckeroonies ($3.99) if you want a slightly bigger vessel with sizeably bigger (and tastier) shrimps.
People still order them by the tray-full — five or ten at a time — but somehow, with the increased tariff, the romance is gone.
But we still love the Golden Gate — steeped as it is in all of its early 20th Century past — and watching a couple of not ready for prime time go-go dancers (does anyone call them that anymore?) gyrate above a few blackjack tables in a lame attempt to duplicate a mini-Pussycat Dolls-type experience among the fannypackers, German tourists and snaggle-toothed bums, was a hoot and a half….and more than worth the eight bucks we spent on dinner.