Delta Saloon

Terrible flies dead an alive, no service, burned food, poor pricing, uncleared table and floors, dirt encrusted windows, and a bad case of food poisoning. In total avoid this dung den or have a bad vacation.

Worst restaurant ever.  Flies, filth, dirty windows and tables and carpet.  Waitress put her hands all over the rims of glasses.  15 minutes went by as tables of customers wanted napkins, to order, or just leave.  Just leave was the best option.  Near us was burned food or greasy food.  Yuck!

The Delta Saloon has always been one of my favorite spots in Virginia City. Who knows why? It must be some combination of the loud, madcap banjo music, the rows-upon-rows of gamblers hitting the slots, the welcoming bar and the mini-museum filled with memories of a Nevada past, including the infamous "suicide table."

I clearly love history, and I love Nevada history in particular. I wrote an article a few years ago in the Nevada Sagebrush about local legends and folklore, including a blurb on the history of the suicide table here: <a href="/redir?url=http%3A%2F%2Fbit.ly%2FbDnnfB&s=5237c9c6668f32c3fe45f3504052e012cb0d74d0c17feb642466c46326bb1896" target="_blank" rel="nofollow">http://bit.ly/bDnnfB</a>.

The overall vibe of the Delta Saloon is bright, loud and vibrant. It is not a dusty, broken-down relic of what used to be -- it's simply full of life, as if you've arrived in the midst of the Comstock era and are thrust into the action.

Virginia City is not your typical historical site. It's so authentically Nevada with its attitude of drinking, gambling and gun-slinging so ingrained in the town, even centuries of time-passing can't shake it.