Prickly Pear Cafe

my good friend beasus jeazus has informed me that it has closed and is now a cpk. weak. but ohhh how i love cpk…
hey and young, screw u! i see that review down there!

I swear this place had better food last year. I swear I ordered the same salad this year (chicken avocado) and it was horrible while last year it was delicious. I am not sure what happened but I was disappointed on my most recent visit. The salad was just bland, the chicken flavorless, the toppings weak and the dressing watery. The avocado, however, was very good. I found the staff to be friendly and I like that all the drinks are served in plastic cups so you can take them with you. In the future, I might return here but only for drinks and not for food.

I figured after a Vegas hangover, anything greasy would taste great, but I beg to differ with the Prickly Pear Café… I can’t agree more with Brent N. and I think the only reason why Aron W. gave it a (questionable) 4 star rating is because he was too busy chatting it up with a older mommy named maRRRia… damn, I could never roll my r’s.
If you need to throw up all the alcohol before the flight, then please eat here… otherwise move the hell on!

Oooh, my first live review straight from the heart of Prickly Pear Café, Las Vegas!
Alright, other than the free WiFi courtesy of the McCarran Airport, this place is pretty lousy, except maybe for breakfast, which I couldn’t taste at this time because they stop serving it at 10:30 (except for cheese omelette). The tables are puny small, the waiters are slow and I saw one person leave after being annoyed at how much they had been waiting, there are only 3 non-​alcoholic drinks and all are sodas (Sprite, Diet Coke and some other stuff — no prices on the menu for these, BTW), and the menu is very limited. No «lunch» entrée per se, only soup, sandwiches and salads. Still, the Southwestern Avocado Chicken Salad was good, and probably you’re better off here than at Quiznos down the D gates.
Reporting live from Las Vegas, this is Vlad V.

Ordered the steak sandwich. The only thing more horrible would’ve been drinking the bath water of the person who made it.