Earl of Sandwich
Earl of Sandwich
3667 Las Vegas Blvd. S.
Las Vegas, NV 89109
Daily 24 hours
Restaurant Type: American
Vegas4Visitors Rating: A-
At a Glance
What is it?
Good sandwiches at cheap prices.
Where is it?
There are several locations including at Planet Hollywood and Caesars Palace on the Center Strip and at The Palms just off The Strip.
What kind of food is served?
Sandwiches, salads, wraps, soups, and more.
What is the atmosphere like?
Not much of an atmosphere, but good food.
How is the service?
They do a good job of handling the crowds.
What are the prices like?
Very inexpensive – easy to eat for under $10.
What else do I need to know?
It can get VERY crowded here.
What’s the bottom line?
If you are looking for something cheap, good, and fast, you’ve found your place.
Back in 1762, the First Sea Lord of the British Navy, John Montagu, was kind of a busy guy. There was the navy thing, of course, but he was also a dedicated gambler who loved to while away an entire day playing cards.
The problem he faced way back then was that you spend all day at a card table and you get hungry but things like, you know, mutton isn’t easy to eat while drawing to an inside straight.
Yes, I know poker wasn’t the game he was playing, but it’s a Vegas review so just go with me here.
Anyway, so dear old John came up with the idea to put meat between two slices of bread and invented a thing that was named after one of his other titles – the Fourth Earl of Sandwich.
Today his descendent, the 11th Earl of Sandwich (seriously) has lent his family’s name to an endeavor of sandwich shops, one of which is satisfying hungry gamblers (and others) at Planet Hollywood, Caesars Palace, and The Palms.
The menu is mostly sandwiches, unsurprisingly. There’s the Original 1762 with roast beef, creamy horseradish, and cheddar; the Earl’s Club with turkey, applewood smoked bacon, and Swiss; and the Full Montagu with beef, turkey, two kinds of cheese, and more. Turkey, BLT, tuna melt, and ham sandwiches are also available as are some more creative concoctions like the Hawaiian BBQ with grilled chicken, ham, Hawaiian barbecue sauce, and pineapple or the Caribbean jerk chicken with roasted hot banana peppers.
Since apparently man cannot live on sandwiches alone, they have expanded the menu to include salads (Cobb, Caesar, Greek, etc.), wraps (which are sandwiches for people who can’t commit), soups, and breakfast items served until 11am.
But getting something other than a sandwich here seems like an affront to history. Over multiple visits I have sampled the Full Montagu, the Italian (stuffed with salami, capicola, ham, mortadella, and mozzarella), and a couple of sandwiches they don’t offer anymore (I miss the beef and bleu!). All come warm, served on artisan baked breads and all were delicious. I don’t think you can go wrong here.
They also have a series of baked on the premises desserts including massive cupcakes and brownies, which if you catch them at the right time will be warm from the oven and gooey and delicious and will get all over your computer keyboard but you won’t care. I’m guessing.
One complaint I have heard about this place is that the sandwiches and contents of same are not of the scope that hungry American stomachs have grown used to. In other words, some people whine that the sandwiches are too small. I say “Fie!” (it’s something an Earl may have said) – these are human sized portions as opposed to the waistline expanding portions served at other sandwich shops. If you really can’t stand it, order two – they’re cheap.
And by cheap, I mean cheap. Most of the sandwiches, salads, and wraps are under $10, sides are around $3, and soup around $4. So while the whining about high food prices in Las Vegas is totally justified, there are options to paying $15 for a hamburger.
One other note is that while they manage to keep things moving pretty well, the lines at this place are long almost all the time (or at least were every time I walked by). The location at Planet Hollywood has limited seating means you may be eating your sandwich at a blackjack table, but that’s how dear old John probably would’ve preferred it.