THIS is how Wild Wing should be. The blonde waitress was super nice even though the place was virtually empty except for one weirdo who kept laughing to him/herself-- "it's self." I couldn't tell what gender/species this shape shifter belonged to, but it had very wet laughs and had horse teeth. That's to be expected tho; we're in Toronto. Anyway, the Wings were electrifying, I got the Sweet Escape with extra hot. That is Honey Garlic and Gar Par sauce. It was sooo freaking good I wanted to order a second pound and pretend like it was for someone else! My eating habits are none of that blonde waitress' business!!
I didn't give this place 5 stars because of the fries. God help them ol' fries they just weren't good. Saltiest fries I've ever eaten. Sure, I coulda sent them back but thats pretty much asking for less salt and MORE angry chef spit. I don't care how silly that sounds, its not a risk I would ever take for fries.
It's sad that this place was so empty meanwhile other Wild Wings are so busy and stink metaphorically, symbolically and ACTUALLY. I'll be back you kind blonde waitress lady. I tipped you 16% which ended up being less than you deserved, but hey, I tried. It's not like I was shootin to put you through law school with my tip, that's what Zanzibar is for. Anyway, 4 stars!