There should be a saying along the lines of "if you are on Queen West, why the hell would you go to Wild Wing?"
As this saying didn't exist, I went to Wild Wing on Queen. It was... well it was Wild Wing Jr. The wings came from chicken, the sauces came from a big bag in a bigger box and the waiter came from Brampton. I guess I am saying I got what I paid for. I give the restaurant 2 stars and me 1 star for going to a chain restaurant when standing B-deep in one of the best culinary neighborhoods in the country.