I should say that for most of of my Moab / Blazer Bash trips (the exception being last year at BB when I did all the easy trails...), the issue was not '...well, which restaurant are we going to choose?...' - it was more like '...who the hell is still open at that late hour, where are we going to get something/anything to eat..?'
The best one was 2 years ago when we came in late from Pritchett on Saturday nite, tired as is, no adrenaline left (I was so happy I survived with only a broken 10-bolt stub, and a dented fender/door...), then wasted some more time BS-ing in the parking lot at Aarchway, went on to check out Zax, the Rio, and whatnot w/o success, got to Denny's (last resort...) around midnight, only to be told by the manager that they couldn't seat us (despite open tables) because they were short on servers. While we wait

(it was Dave, me, and another guy I can't remember...), there comes in this group (tribe?) of women with face paint/makeup/feathers in their hair - sure looked liked they came from some art performance (Mozart?) ... it was fairly weird... but memorable, nevertheless.
I almost fell asleep while we were waiting for our table.
Best burger I ever had at Denny's; period.
In all fairness, I should point out that we were not the last ones to come out of Pritchett that night. After all, t'was the year of the famous 7-wheeler...