Yeah. So, I've posted a bunch of really awesome things about my big family trip to Africa, and now I'm back home, and relegated to posting about buffalo wings.
Well, a challenge is a challenge, and I've challenged myself to eat wings at as many places as possible, and you can't judge me for sticking to my plan.
It was only two days back at the office, before I started wondering what was up with the World Cup games that were being played while I was working. I noticed that Langan's--an Irish pub around the corner from my office--was showing all of the games, so I figured I'd wander over there and watch a match (or part of a match) while I ate my lunch.
And, of course, they had buffalo wings on the menu, so that's what I ordered.
I could tell you about the game (two teams I didn't care about). Or I could tell you about the wings (straight forward buffalo flavor, not too crispy, no breading and super wet sauce). But I'm not going to do either of those things. Oh, no. I'm going to tell you about how I spilled a giant glass of Diet Coke all over my front, because the glasses at Langan's are, in a word, stupid and awful. Okay, that's two words, but sometimes you need to supplement.
Langan's has these glasses that are narrower at the bottom and then kind of balloon up to a wider part at the top. Kinda like the old Coca-Cola contour glasses, but not contoured. And they should have been contoured, because, when filled with a cold wet beverage, all the condensation with nowhere to grip it meant that when I picked it up, the damned thing slid right out of my hands and all over my shirt.
I stayed long enough to dry myself off, and since I was wearing a blue shirt, it didn't really stain, but...well...those glasses are stupid and I'm not going to go there anymore, even though the wings were pretty much okay.