ELV ate at Hash House a Go Go the other day.
He does not know why he did this nor why he is telling you about it.
But indeed, he ate there.
Lunch, as a matter of fact.
With Troy Polee. (Troy Polee paid.)
TP had the chicken and waffles. ELV had the chorizo hash.
That chicken and waffles was a bit bread-y for our tastes (i.e., not crispy enough), but otherwise decent, well-seasoned and juicy.
It came on a slab of waffles with the bacon strips cooked inside the waffle.
This puzzled ELV.
Because the bacon made the waffle hard to eat and the waffle made the bacon impossible to eat.
Or was it the other way around?
Regardless, there is a certain low-born charm to the dish, which made us understand why such gastronomic titans as Adam Richman and Rachel Ray are so fond of it.
Martha Stewart, on the other hand, remains a puzzlement. (Perhaps her time in the hoosegow gave her an appreciation for more plebian vittles?)
If so, she may have appreciated our chorizo hash — a big chunky hash of Mexican chorizo, smothered in melted cheese of no particular breeding, and served atop a mound of giant, cubed potatoes.
Both dishes cost around $13 apiece and both could’ve easily fed two adults.
Both came reassuringly with the obligatory big sprig of rosemary thrust into them — a fact which comforted ELV.
Because it’s nice to know the hoi polloi have somewhere to overeat that prepares decent food to order.
And it’s nice to know that some things never change.
Rachel and Martha still don’t know what they’re talking about.
HASH HOUSE A GO GO
6800 West Sahara Ave.
Las Vegas, NV 89146