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| - I stopped frequenting Native years ago until I was in Tucson this past month. I stopped by a location near UofA and ordered a dozen traditional hot. It was bomb..really good chicken wings!
I decided to give the local native a chance since the location in Tucson surprised me. I realized after my first wing that I'd made a mistake going there. I ordered 6 hot, and 6 mango habanero. They were dry, overcooked, crispy, bland...they looked like they'd been sitting under a heat lamp for a half hour. I asked for a side of extra sauce just to be able to taste what their version of mango habanero was like. It was terrible tasting. Before voicing my disgust, I asked my wife and father who'd also ordered wings, what their take on it was? They both had already formed the exact opinion. I tore and crunched on things after biting into a few more. There were particles cracking in my mouth, I had no idea what they were. I checked my teeth to see if they had broke since the texture was similar to a broken tooth. When the bill arrived, I was charged the extra 59 cents for the mango habanero sauce. I asked the waitress if she could please remove the extra charge, not because of the price, but due to the principal of it all. I learned my lesson, and will never order chicken wings at a native new Yorker again. I don't know how their other food is, but if you're stopping by for chicken wings, you really are doing yourself a disservice. I'd rate them a negative star if I could. One positive aspect, the server we had, and another server were super nice.
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