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| - Do you know what it's like to lose all of your front teeth due to a terrible childhood dentist who told you that, and I quote, "Sometimes gums just bleed?"
Well, it sucks. But the relevant suckage here is this:
I cannot eat chicken wings.
So while people here rhapsodize about the wings, all I can tell you is that if you remove the wings, you get a third-rate chain restaurant that serves bone-dry baked potatoes, sandwiches that have been seemingly shipped here straight from the Quaker Steak Sandwich-making factory somewhere in Boise, and processed stuff of all sorts.
Is it terrible? No. The best thing about Quaker Steak and Lube is that it's within walking distance of the gigantic digital-screen movieplex, and it's slightly not as terrible than the godawful Hoggie's, which is like eating dried awful. Which means that when you're looking for a place to go after the movie and laugh and discuss how good (or bad) the movie was, this place has beer, and tables, and food that's not going to challenge anyone's palate in ANY way.
That's not made of evil. That does not make it good. But it is not likely to slaughter the innocents.
But hey! Maybe those wings make it five stars.
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