I don't know what the "Las Vegas Classic" is. I don't care. It could be a stripper competition. I don't care. Fry bread, sausage, egg, and that plasticine cheap "cheese" product. 5$. EVEN though I had to scrape off the cheese because the sammiches were already assembled, I didn't care. I usually have a tantrum about incipient dairy. This time, I didn't care. The actual sandwich was quite a bit larger than pictured. 5$. And seriously delicious. I supported a local group, locally made food (the fry bread was fresh), and talked to several community members as we stood in line.
The limited run of 150 sammiches gave the sale quite a bit of cache. No dawdling over decisions because they were going to run out. It also means the folks making and serving didn't have to hang out for very long. There are over 1000 people in this town. They will run out fast.
At least 300 of us got paid this morning. Good timing. I got there a bit before 8 and the sandwiches were already going fast. So much for "Indian time"..."fry bread time" means "show up early or miss out."
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