Heather’s been stompin’ her feet on the bar since 2016. She’s the only member of our family that’s from Pahrump. If you don’t know where that is, you’re obviously not from Vegas. It’s less than an hour from the bar we call home, but feels like a world away from the bright lights of downtown. If you wanted to live close enough to Las Vegas, and far enough away to keep chickens, Pahrump is where you could call home. The small town still has slot machines and casinos, it even throws in a few brothels for an added bonus… how about that?! Only in Nevada baby, we fuckin’ love our state!