So, you've already seen this picture. It was a picture of the day last week, for Wednesday, because I didn't take any other photos.
Wednesday night, I was going to the theatre with my dear friend Dave, and we agreed to meet at Angus, a restaurant that used to be called Angus McIndoe's (MacIndoe's?), but then they just changed the name to Angus. I've been going there for years, because, in the theatre district there are more bad places to eat than good places to eat. I like to sit at the bar, and Angus has a couple of bars. The bartenders are pros--friendly if you know them, but they don't suffer fools gladly, by and large.
By the way, what's the deal with walking up to a bar and not knowing what you want to drink? I get it that not everyone drinks the same thing all the time. I'm strictly a brown liquor on the rocks kinda guy, but I know that others like to mix it up. But it just seems to me that if you're going to walk up to a bar, you should have a pretty good idea of what you want.
"I'll have a margarita on the rocks, no salt."
"Do you have a light, crisp white wine?"
"What's your IPA on tap?"
So, it's not really all that hard. If a bartender asks you what you want, and the bar is busy, and you just stare at them and say, "Ummmmmmm....", they can be forgiven for walking away. Actually, they can be forgiven for beating you senseless with a shoe. But the bartenders at Angus aren't violent. They're just professional.
That's a digression. I'm really here to talk about the wings.
The wings are terrific, workmanlike wings. You're ordering buffalo wings, and you're getting wings coated in buffalo sauce. No habanero-mango glazes, here. No Arizona garlic peppercorn. These are buffalo wings, plain and simple. Medium spicy, which is just fine, by me. Very buttery (which is a way of saying "grease" but, honestly, it's the good kind of grease, in this case).
They come with bleu cheese (not ranch, thank god), and the bleu cheese is actual honest-to-Oprah bleu cheese. You can see in the picture that there are bits of bleu floating on top. So, it's either homemade, or they decided to take a packaged bleu cheese dressing and add really good crumbled cheese to it. Either way, it's great, except...
The one problem is that the little ramekin for the bleu cheese is so tiny that you can barely dip a wing in it. I'd like more of the dressing, and in a wider cup. Please. I mean, you know, if it's not too much trouble.
You get carrot sticks, but no celery. And the carrot sticks are kinda stubby and thin. But they fit in the blue cheese dressing container, so that's something. You won't be able to double dip your carrot stick, is basically what I'm saying, here.
Also, what gives with the lemon wedge? I don't think I've ever seen a lemon wedge on an order of wings. What was I supposed to do with that? I didn't know. So, I ignored it.
Bottom line--if you're in Times Square, and you're looking for a good plate of wings, Angus is a really great option. The rest of the menu is pretty good, as well. And, if you go after a show, you just might see some theatre folks hanging out. I'd especially recommend going at about 11 p.m. to the upstairs bar on the night that Tony nominations come out. Lots of actors will be there, and you'll get to be a fly on the wall while they celebrate (or commiserate).