Posted on October 25, 2012
To a de-luxe brewery in the skyy-yyyyyy!
It’s been a little over a year since Xavvi and I visited our first hot wing joint together, Mister G’s Pizzeria (so what if the review didn’t go up until a little over two months later, shut up). When Xavvi suggested the idea that we start up a blog and write about weekly hot wing related adventures I was immediately on board, ignoring the fact that two fat guys writing about their favorite – and least favorite – hot wing places wasn’t exactly the quickest road to fame and fortune.
But here we are, over a year later and we are still putting up reviews each week. In fact we are doing it with far more consistency than when we first started out. Still, there is only so much you can say about hot wings from week to week without sounding somewhat monotonous. We’ve mixed in some other things besides just straight wing joint reviews from time to time – like our take on boneless wings and our recent foray into the vast Buffalo-wing-inspired-soup review market – but other than those brief departures we have pretty much stuck with our original focus: hot wing place reviews.
We’ve had several people wonder when we were going to branch out, a suggestion that we took but never got around to. Well, we finally talked it over and decided it was time to try some other things. Over the next couple of weeks we will officially be expanding the scope of the blog to include more than just our wing nights.
Posted on October 18, 2012
That color…it’s like a basketball had diarrhea.
The times, they are a-changin’! We started WhyDidIEatThis.com to find good spots for wings, but now we see that eating hot wings every week just isn’t a sustainable lifestyle. We’ve decided to start covering organic products and sustainable farms and we’re going to do our best to visit vegetarian and even vegan restaurants that support these ideals. We want our food to come from healthy places where we can gather under trees and have picnics. We’ve started eating flax seed and pomegranates and don’t even really miss that disgusting chunky heavy deep fried chicken wing crap anymore.
Ok, so everything I just wrote was a terrible lie and it makes me feel so gross. What I really mean is, we’re going to review something you can buy in Wal-Mart. That’s the change. That’s it. And veganism is really stupid.
Why would anyone choose to be vegan? Vegan chicks cant even give a blowie. That’s just so stupid. AND ALSO, HAM EXISTS. It exists. Are they stupid? That’s so stupid. Bacon. Come on. Don’t be stupid. Anything you can eat that’s vegan can be made better by adding some sort of animal to it. Salad? If you put some bacon on it then it’s at least got something you can pick out of the foliage. Vegan noodles with some sort of vegan sauce? Yeah, maybe with an assload of cheese and a side of “quit being a shitty cook and make something people want to eat, like meat.”
Posted on October 11, 2012
The originator of the hot wing, Anchor Bar. Photo credit: buffaloeats.org
We decided to do something a little different this week. Partially to just spice things up and keep from being too similar all the time (although last week’s review was pretty far from normal) but mostly because, for the first time since we started this blog, we didn’t have any new wing places lined up for review.
A combination of actually sticking to a schedule for posts and missing a wing night here and there allowed us to catch up with our pending reviews, finally. While that is great from a this-place-has-been-waiting-forever standpoint, it is not so good for generating new content. Rest assured that we will be getting back to regular reviews soon and we have some other content lined up as well but for now this allowed me to take a look at something a little different.
After spending all of this time enjoying hot wings from some of the finest (and not-so-fine) dives, bars, and restaurants around Phoenix we thought it would be nice to take a look at where the idea for wings originally came from. Take a look and pay our respects.
Posted on October 3, 2012
Phoenix, Reviews |
Indiana Garcia? Arizona Jones? Ahh, I’ve got it: Bad Photoshop Martinez
Far across the world, in places unfamiliar and largely unknown to us, lies an untold legend of the bravery and adventuring of two men of immense strength and handsomeness. Their heroism is told in hieroglyphs on the walls of temples across these foreign lands, and the indigenous peoples chant their names in songs around funeral pyres and buffets of roasted flesh in celebration of these heroes.
The legend tells of one man who had facial hair so manly and delicious it made Chuck Norris and the Dos Equis guy look like Giada DeLaurentis’ husband Todd (who is a little bitch) and Ina Garten’s husband Jeffrey (who is another little bitch) and then made them fight on a trampoline hovering over a vat of KY Jelly while singing Katy Perry songs. It tells of another man with a vast array of black shirts, shirts so black they made Wesley Snipes look like Clay Aiken and crafted with such fine materials that they made Versace look like Kathy Ireland’s K-Mart line of clothes if they were modeled by the hobo in front of Angie & Jimmy’s.
This legend says these men made women quiver so hard it could start earthquakes. This legend says they walked with enough swagger to make Sinatra stop being an alcoholic just long enough to realize he’d been out-swagged and then start becoming an alcoholic again. This legend spoke of men risking it all to review the most delicious of foods.
This legend…is the Legend of the Temple of Casey Jones Grill.