Thursday came and you know what that means! Boneless wings!!!!
We were serving and ready to devour a pound of wings each. The server comes to take our order. Some young dude who thinks he's way too cool, except for the fact that he's not. Whatever. I ignore it. Just give me mah beer and shot.
Drinks arrive. I'm happy.
Ten minutes pass. Where the fuck is Mr. Cool?
I want my wings!!!
Finally he decides to grace us with his presence and jokes. Takes our order. Go away now.
On to the wings. Delicious as usual. The vast array of sauces mixed with perfectly cooked wings. My only gripe? Why do I have to pay for ranch??? Whatevs. It's worth it!
Sidenote: This was the only sketchy experience I've had with a server here...hence the 4 stars.