Hogs & Heifers Saloon

Tales of Vegas’ pampering, coddling and generally pacifying its visitors end at Hogs and Heifers.

And, just so you know, this is not a bad thing.

It’s not just that dancing on the bar is allowed at Hogs and Heifers. It’s that dancing on the bar is encouraged. It’s the white-paper sign with the words “VIP Lounge” scrawled on it duct taped to a metal bench outside the bar. It’s that the bartenders here, not necessarily the customers, call the shots. In fact, they might literally, call for you to do a shot.

Owner Michelle Dell opened Hogs – only the second in the country (the original is in New York) – about two years ago. At any given time, Dell has about 10 to 14 bartenders ready to put patrons in their place, which, as mentioned, is probably on top of the bar, dancing.

Although the bar has bike parking right in front and hosts a Bike Night every Wednesday, it’s not just Harley owners that make a habit out of stopping into Hogs and Heifers – it’s those in search of a good time.

The crowd at Hogs is actually as mixed as they come, from the bachelorette party looking for one last yee-haw! to the suits that sometimes make their way in from downtown’s offices. There’s usually a cowboy or seven thrown in for good measure and most of the crowd is letting loose, dancing around the bands that sometimes play or checking out the underwear that adorns the walls above the bar.

Words can’t adequately describe what your night at Hogs will be like because it’s a different night every time. We can, however, tell you a few things you might need during your time there:

- A spare bra, in case you decide to contribute yours
- Your parking stub, for validation purposes
- Tip money
- Shoes with traction that’ll hold up on a bar

And most important:

- A willingness to drop the ‘tude for the evening, because the bartenders will lend you some of the theirs if you don’t

If all this sounds like something you could be down for, check out Hogs and Heifers. If not, we hear there are a few spots in town where you can still pay a few hundred dollars to reserve a table and sip a bottle of vodka at your own pace -- but where’s the fun in that?

-- Review by Jamie Helmick