While I've been falling down on the job, in terms of posting on this blog, I've certainly not shirked my responsibility to continue eating chicken wings wherever I find them.
We got some super saucy wings at Lou Malnati's in Chicago. I remember that they were pretty good, but not too spicy. They did give us a giant ramekin of thin bleu cheese dressing, with some super skinny celery sticks. Not sure where the carrots went.
I also got wings at Penn Station, on my way to DC, last month. There was a place in the train station with the improbable name of "Kabooz's" and when I asked the bartender whether the wings were any good, she promised that they were.
You know what? They were just kinda okay. Not the worst wings, by a long shot, but I've had better.
And then I went to LA. My dinner at the hotel bar of the Sheraton Universal was a plate of wings and some bourbon. These are, by far, the most disappointing chicken wings I've ever been served at a restaurant or bar, ever, anywhere. They were soggy and not particularly sauced. They were also cold. Not even room temperature. They were chilly. Which is not to say that they weren't cooked through.
So, what you need to know about the Sheraton Universal, is that they'll serve you microwaved frozen wings--the same kind you could make at home if you bought a bag of Tyson's frozen buffalo wings at Costco, and were too lazy to make them in the oven, which is the recommended way to heat them.
The good news about the Sheraton Universal is that their well bourbon is Jim Beam, and they have a terrific half-price happy hour until 7 p.m. So my recommendation is drink up, and skip the wings.
We went to see Marvel Universe Live at the Barclay's Center (my second visit there--also a list thing, btw), and afterward, I had a craving for wings. So, we went over to Flatbush Farm, sat in the garden, talked about superheroes, and ordered a plate of wings. This is what we got. I was disappointed. No sauce, just a rub. The wings weren't separated, which made them unusually hard to eat. And they were super salty. I don't think we actually finished these. Boo.
And yet, they were still better than the wings at the Sheraton Universal. Hm. Imagine that.