Fun Hog Ranch — Restaurant in Paradise

Most masculine bar in Vegas. As much as that exists here because being gay is not a sin so gay bars are mostly for woo hoo women to make fun of men. Really enjoy the 2 for 1 drinks and beer-bust with wet iced glasses and huge mugs, if you drink. Seating is almost exclusively for gambling or groups, if that’s your thing. Gambling means cameras everywhere and people staring at screens.

Love the sisters of perpetual indulgence hosting. Think it was a donation vote shirtless contest tonight, done nicely, not obscene, not offensively feminine like the bars that have dancers wear high-heals and women’s underwear and dance like women. Only those men were shirtless, only for the contest. Masculine men! Totally unexpected here.

Good parking in the rear, good food truck, good service, nice visitors, cool locals, and excellent music (juke box). Least amount of perfumed women here of all the gay bars, tonight was rough though for that, suppose gays don’t invest enough in Vegas to get a place or time here.

During the week, it’s almost all males. Good airflow too! For a man in Vegas this is about all there is. Not for hooking up, only for gambling, drinking, groups of woo hoo girlfriends, and eating from the food truck. Which is enough for some. My niece would love it.

Certainly give it 5 stars for effort. The bar of quality is so low here. Maybe depressed from a year of living here without...

I stumbled into Fun Hog Ranch in Las Vegas, thinking it was just a pit stop, but boy, was I wrong – and happily so! The moment I stepped in, the classic music video bar entertainment had me grooving, and the shelled peanuts were exactly what my hungover body could handle. But I rallied, because here comes Dora, the queen of homemade Mexican food! She takes your order (talks you into ordering), then disappears like a glittery ghost to her home kitchen across the street (yes in her home), only to reappear with plates of culinary perfection. It was like dining with a dash of magic and a sprinkle of sass, truly obsessed with her. We planned for a quick drink, but time stands still in the windowless establishment, and before we knew it, four hours had vanished. We played their VLT machines and honestly 5$ each lasted us longer than any slots on the strip where we are staying (still didn’t win but 5$ for the thrill I guess) Fun Hog Ranch isn't just a gay bar; it's a sanctuary of days forgotten and laughter. Cheers to Dora (not on payroll) and the entire crew for serving up a side-splittingly hilarious and deliciously...

Ive been going to fun hog for over 10 years. My friends hate the bar and I always beg and force them to go because it's my favorite in town....until tonight.

I went to buy a drink, they said that they were accepting cash only. I don't carry cash with me...especially in a dodgy neighborhood. I use credit cards, and they don't usually work with ATMs. I thought I'd hang out for a minute and wait for my friends. I told them to stop and get some cash.

No big deal...or so I thought...

I was kicked out of the bar because I COULDN'T order anything...which was no fault of my own. If your cash machine is down...you should consider making exceptions to the rules. I was polite about the situation and so was the bartender...

What happened to the gay safe spaces? What happened to the gay community and just being polite to one another. If someone is alone on Christmas Eve in your bar, you don't kick em out.

I left...and I will never go back. I spent my 33rd birthday there earlier this summer and I guess that'll be the last good memory I have at fun hog ranch. Just add to the huge pile of why the gay scene sucks in Vegas....