One of the best parts of staying at Aria in Las Vegas was its proximity to The Cosmopolitan. From the Aria lobby you walk through the Crystal Shops (a luxury mall with Prada, Pucci, Valentino and more), over a short pedestrian bridge and voila! You've reached the Cosmo.
On our first morning in Las Vegas we made that quick trip to check out a breakfast spot called Eggslut. This egg-centric concept was founded by Alvin Cailan in 2011. According to the restaurant's website, "Eggslut is inspired by a true love for eggs. The menu is a balance of comfort and innovation, celebrating food that appeals to both novice and extreme foodies through classic comfort fare with a twist, all-encompassing the key ingredient, eggs."
As we walked toward the restaurant we couldn't help but laugh because it was impossible to tell whose night was just ending and whose day was just beginning. Oh, Las Vegas!
When we arrived around 10:00am the line was wrapped all the way around the corner. I would say there were at least 20 people in front of us. Brilliantly, Eggslut posts the menu all along the wall, so you can read and decide while you wait.
The space is filled with all kinds of cute and clever touches, like this whisk light fixture hanging above the register.
I flipped when I noticed these little chicken feet on the floor, marking the way from the register to where you wait for your name to be called.
While you wait, you can watch the line cooks fry and flip at incredible speed! These guys have it down to a science.
The sandwiches come in branded paper bags that are easy to carry back to your room or straight to the pool.
We decided to sit and eat and we had a perfect view for both people watching and the open kitchen.
I decided on the Fairfax sandwich, which is soft scrambled eggs, chives, caramelized onions, cheddar cheese and sriracha mayo on a brioche bun. I also added avocado, because why not?
My favorite part about the sandwich was the sriracha mayo. It gave every bite a little "good morning!" kick. The avocado added a richness and the brioche bun was heavenly.
My travel buddy went with the sausage, egg and cheese sandwich. It was house-made turkey sausage, an over medium egg, cheddar cheese and honey mustard aioli, also on a brioche bun.
After her first two bites she said, "This is divine." A moment later her yoke broke and began to ooze out of the bun.
"Well, in the end, this was very messy to eat. I literally had to lick my fingers!" Not a bad problem.
It's undeniable that egg sandwiches are one of the best cures for a hangover. I used to rely on the egg sandwiches at Faneuil Street Market in Brighton to revive me after a night at Clery's. What better place than Las Vegas to capitalize on this morning after remedy?
If you want to start your day (or end your wild night) at Eggslut, it is on the second floor of The Cosmopolitan, next to Holsteins.