People say Vegas is all fake. They haven't been to Stage Door. This spot is a stone's throw from the Disney-fied, all-nonsense Strip, but offers a very local, no-nonsense drinking experience. It's dirty. It's dive-y. It's smoky. And it's drunk. With $2 wells and $3 Jaeger shots, it's no wonder that locals getting off from their soul-crushing jobs dealing with tourists all day come here to unwind. And those tourists in the know, who may be sick of paying $14 for a Jameson in the casino bar a half a block away can come here too. \n\nBreathe in the foul stench of yesteryear - a heady mix of cigarette smoke, ETOH, old hotdogs and despair. If there's a smokeeter in here, it's overworked. The lady at the bar, Mama San, is all smiles. The locals getting shit-housed off the cheap booze are friendly. And you can easily while away a lot of time getting hammered without hammering your wallet. \n\nFrankly I'd take this experience any day over most of what else is offered on the legendary street a half-block away. For where it is and what it is, Stage Door is a five-star dive, IMHO.
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