Wings n' Things

Cravings hurt sometimes and I couldn't help but think today about one of my favorite foods and the planet, chicken wings (yeah, classy right?). Now, there are two places where I have had notable hot wings in my life, both of them are small chains, but that doesn't mean they can't be quality; when restaurants start to be mass produced and publicly in the stock market, that's when they start to get bad (though good if you're buying stock). Those two places are Croxley Ale's which is New York (3 on Long Island, 1 in Manhattan) based, and there is the Wild Wing Cafe, which spans the South East.

The thing about the Wild Wing Cafe is that the main thing that they have are wings, the wings are prepared well, and there are 32 flavors (or more)... I'm sure a lot of places can hold themselves to those standards (lest the 32 flavors), such as the Anchor Bar in Buffalo, NY where the chicken wing was first invented. I'm not going to get into the history of wings because it's important to note that this place has good wings and the flavors are good, plus they give you the chance to try up to 5 flavors at a time with a platter of 25. I can't stress how much I love this place with much more than the fact that whenever I'm in a location that has one, I make an effort to go.

Next there is Croxley's, another place that holds up to the standards of quality and taste, plus the fact that the wings are award winning. I try to get to this place as much as a can for the sake of 10 cent wing nights (Mondays and Wednesdays), though, because of the constraints of school, it's hard to get there any time but during the summer. Another thing that I should mention is that heat is not much of a problem for me, I've trained myself to handle some pretty spicy stuff. Which of course, brings me into my story of my immense gluttony.

Celebrating both mine and my friend's birthday, us an his cousin went to Croxley's on a Wednesday for ten cent wings. I felt it necessary to go ahead and split 100 wings between the three of us. I know that 100 wings sounds like a small amount, however, after a while, it begins to become a bit much to tolerate. We managed, after gorging ourselves to no end to finish about 80 wings total, which isn't bad, but it's a damn large amount of food. I ate more that the other two, finishing with 28 and still kept it in my stomach with a feeling of fulfillment. That was a good day and the reason I'm reminded of this story is because I'm planning for it again this summer with a few extra people.