This is a big empty sterile room pretending to be a sports bar. There are TV's everywhere; even screens inches from neighboring screens which created a strange alter viewing experience.
The service was pretty good but I don't really care for waiters that plop themselves down @ your table like you're old friends. Um, just take our order please.
The wings must be eaten that night or they get chewy and gross. You'll have to trust me. We ordered the Asian spicy wings, the mango habanero wings (serious emphasis on the HABANERO that blasts your tongue and lips w/ a relentless nerve dulling heat), and the salt/vinegar wings. They were all crispy and tasty but the celery/carrot side was far too small or perhaps it was because my mouth was on fire and I needed to extinguish the pain but my prayers went unanswered. Order /eat the hottest ones last or you won't taste ANY flavors that follow.
I just wasn't impressed with the decor nor the general vibe of the place. I see it as more of a wing/beer joint for tables of college or high school boys and men just back from hunting bears. Seriously, it's more of a dude kinda joint which is fine.
Their wing serving sizes are really great because you can order 6 wings w/ each flavor you choose. Nice option.
Beer was cold and there were good solid draft options.