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| - I miss BW-3. I miss the name and I miss the just a notch above a dive bar status it carried along with it. The glorification of the Buffalo Wild Wings is shrug worthy. It's like going to a fancy McDonalds. Dude, you're still at McDonalds.
That said, with my search for the perfect wing far, far from satisfaction, we went to make sure that our wing desires were sated, if not satisfied. Mission accomplished, BDubs. Your Asian Zing flavor was tasty -- almost a Thai like candied sweet and heat flavor that left a great deal of heat lingering for moments afterward. Not too much heat, but, just enough to remind me of what I just ate. The Spicy Garlic, my old standby, were just spicy enough to need a sip of beer after each one.
The rest of the experience? Well, I can't blame our lethargic waitress for being a lethargic waitress. I'd be a lethargic waitress if I were 1) able to be a waitress and 2)waiting tables at a BDubs on a Thursday night around 630PM. Still though, a little enthusiam won't kill you. Maybe a smile here and there? Though, in the interest of full disclosure: If given the choice between Joanna and Brian, I'll take Joanna 100% of the time. Give yourself 10 cool points if you get that reference.
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