Long Wong’s

Posted on May 6, 2012 by Leave a comment ,   |  
Long Wong's Mesa

Long Wong's Famous Wings

Long Wong’s is legendary in the Phoenix hot wing scene. Seriously, ask anyone around the Valley about where to get wings and about half of the conversations are going to end featuring some incarnation of Long Wong’s or another. When we initially set out to do a hot wing review blog I didn’t think we would ever find anything that could touch Long Wong’s. (Ha, the end of that sentence is kind of funny taken out of context.) As far as I was concerned Long Wong’s was the epitome of Phoenix hot wings.

The original that started it all was the Mill Avenue location in downtown Tempe. This dingy club was the heart of the local Tempe music scene in the 90’s. This was the place where the Gin Blossoms started to make a name for themselves and a shitload of other local bands got their 15 minutes of fame. At the time this was the ultimate place to go enjoy a show. The fact that you could get shitfaced and enjoy some of the best wings Phoenix has ever produced just solidified this place as the transcendent wing spot that every other place in town aims to be.

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Flancer’s Cafe

Posted on April 18, 2012 by 5 Comments ,   |  
Flancers wings

It’s severely out of focus. In writing, they call that “foreshadowing”.

Take note of my surroundings, I tell myself.  Remember any names that are mentioned.  Remember the layout of the place, I tell myself.  Remember the sounds of the street outside.  Try to preserve as many details as possible so you can describe it to the police when you’re rescued from this kidnapping, I tell myself.  Where am I?  Is this a Jigsaw trap?  Why do I find myself glued to this chair in this crappy restaurant being force-fed these absolute abominations of hot wings?  Oh sweet merciful Gilbert Christ of Latter Day Wings, deliver me from this pile of shitbones covered in crap! M. Night Shyamalan twist ending:  We came to Flancer’s by choice.

We normally start these posts by giving you a chronological story about our night of wing-eating, starting as we walk up to the place and ending at some bar trying to master the fine art of assholery.  I can’t do that with this post, because it would be a disservice to you and to anyone who ever thought about possibly contemplating the idea of starting to think about eating a wing, ever.

Look, I don’t know Mr. Flancer.  I don’t even know if there IS a Mr. Flancer or if some corporate shitstains just decided that they’d name a small chain of restaurants something kind of kitschy and catchy.  I don’t care.  I know I might hurt some feelings here, so I should state for the record that we only tried the wings here.  Nothing else.  People have told me that their sandwiches are quite good and that they enjoy their time at Flancer’s.  I don’t fucking care.  I hope their deepfryer accidentally gets caught in an unfortunate smelting accident.

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Mesa AZ WINGSTOCK 2012

Posted on April 18, 2012 by Leave a comment ,   |  

WINGSTOCK 2012, or How I Quit Caring About My Waistline

In 2011, the good folks from the City of Mesa along with a few notable wing restaurants got together and made the first annual Wingstock event, combining hot wings, live music, beer and the great outdoors into one buffalo wing lover’s wet dream.  While we didn’t get to attend the first one, we realized that the fellows of whydidieatthis.com needed desperately to get to Wingstock 2012 and see what all the fuss was about.  It should be mentioned that we first learned of the existence of Wingstock from visiting NY Boyz Subz & Wingz, where we viewed the trophy they won for being King of Wings 2011, a title we absolutely could not dispute.

We took our spouses and made the trek to the Mesa Amphitheater, grabbed our media passes (thanks again to the City of Mesa for allowing us the access) and went in pursuit of wingly goodness. Here are our impressions of Wingstock 2012.  Enjoy!

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JT’s Bar & Grill

Posted on April 7, 2012 by 5 Comments ,   |  

JT's Bar & Grill

This week’s wing adventure took us to Arcadia to check out JT’s Bar & Grill. JT’s had an excellent reputation going in. It was the winner of New Times Best Of Phoenix for the Best Bar Food in 2011 and Best Neighborhood Bar, Central Phoenix in 2010. They also had a shitload of raving reviews online. So, it was time to put their hot wings to the test. We were of course skeptical because most people don’t know shit about wings.

This place is in a run down strip mall that looks like it has weathered one too many Arizona summers. In picturesque Arcadia this place stuck out like a pimple on a model’s ass. Being that we had had excellent wings at some pretty bad dives before, things were looking good for us so far.

Parking was a little tight. We found a spot easily enough but I could definitely could see it becoming a problem if it got too busy at JT’s or if the citizens of Arcadia ever start campaigning in the parking lot to tear down this blight on the community of a strip mall.

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Angie & Jimmy’s Italian Pizza

Posted on April 4, 2012 by 4 Comments ,   |  
Angie & Jimmy's Italian Pizza Exterior

Not pictured: Homeless Mascot

I remember it drizzling the night we made the trek all the way to Glendale, far out of our cushy east valley snobbery (just kidding, I live in Mesa.  I am above NO ONE) to visit Angie & Jimmy’s.  I remember traffic being heavy on the I-17, Phoenix’s ugliest freeway.  I remember that Google Maps told me this place was across the street from a Pro’s Ranch Market and across the street from a dive bar that would put most dive bars to shame.  I remember the lack of signage on the restaurant’s front and I remember the dubious placing between a convenience store with no gas pumps and an adult boutique that I assume had several “pumps” of various natures.

I remember a lot of things about the night we went to Angie & Jimmy’s Italian Pizza, but somehow the thing that stands above all of those memories is the taste, texture and smell of their wings, because they were PHENOMENAL.

In a previous review, I mentioned that Buffalo Brown’s Wings & Things was a shithole of a dive, and boy did I mean it, but Angie & Jimmy’s may have them beat for sheer shit-tasticness.  Look, this place doesn’t even have the name of the place on the sign out front.  It just says “PIZZA”.  Had we not already read from other reviews that this place is hard to find, I would have driven right past it, slammed on my brakes, skidded from the rain, rear-ended some ese’s sweet ’94 Caprice and then had to fight Lil Joker and eventually take a bullet for Tyler so his child wouldn’t grow up fatherless and alone and scared to buy burritos because a Mexican murdered her father right in front of “PIZZA” and a porn shop.  So for the love of all that is holy and delicious, CHANGE YOUR GOD DAMNED SIGN, A&J’S.  I’ll start a petition if I have to, damnit. (more…)

Rosie McCaffrey’s

Posted on February 27, 2012 by 1 Comment ,   |  

Rosie McCaffrey's Menu

Oh, there was a cold chill in the air indeed.

It was the middle of November, though in Phoenix that only means it’s time to think about switching to jeans from shorts to complement your ensemble of a t-shirt and nothing else, and it was time for our weekly outing to wing night.  The one difference:  My wife wanted to come along with us to Rosie McCaffrey’s.  Damnation.  I agreed, on the condition that she neither speak nor look any man directly in the eyes, and I told her she could order one item off the menu under $7 but it better not be a damn salad.  When she agreed, I lowered my fist away from her face and told her we’d be happy to have her!

I’m kidding, of course, and my wife is awesome, though it was a little weird to have a woman with us since it was normally two guys with 24 wings and countless beers that made up our wing Thursdays.  But we pressed on because there were wings to be devoured, damn it, and because after eating at a string of good to great wing places, we were almost looking for a letdown.

We didn’t find that letdown here.

Rosie McCaffrey’s is an Irish pub in central Phoenix with a fairly loyal fanbase of folks who swear by its brand of UK flair, and for good reason.  While the place is kitschy in its whole “Hey, we’re another Irish pub in America that is far far away from Ireland and there’s no way for you to verify the authenticity of a place like this!” appeal, it never feels like they’re pandering to you.  It’s not like they’ve got shamrock-shaped plates and refer to their hamburgers as hamburger “paddys”, and the servers don’t have to call themselves McShannon or O’Tiffany.  The place has a vibe that seems like a mixture of regulars and wanderers alike that are all welcomed into a well-worn but not-quite-dive bar.

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NY Boyz Subz N Wingz

Posted on February 23, 2012 by 6 Comments ,   |  

NY Boyz Subz N Wingz

After one of our wing nights we ran into a couple of Xavvi’s old friends and, because we have no shame, we started talking about the wing blog. Xavvi’s friend Stoney said he knew of a place that we HAVE to visit. We love getting recommendations but since it seems a lot of people like to rave about shitty wings we took that with a grain of salt.

He said that NY Boyz on Apache has the best wings you could get. He compared them to Teakwood’s, going so far as to say that NY Boyz blows them out of the water. That is a pretty bold claim considering that Teakwood’s has some of the best wings I had had up to that point. Regardless, we agreed we would give it a try.

When we looked up the location of NY Boyz it was hard for me to picture it. It is located on Apache Blvd near River Rd. I used to live about a half-mile down from there at University and River and the only thing remember at Apache and River was a condemned motel that prostitutes used to hang out at before it was shut down. Turned out NY Boyz was just on Apache just past the prostitute motel in a new building.

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Venezia’s Pizzeria

Posted on February 23, 2012 by 2 Comments ,   |  

Venezia's Pizzeria

I had heard a lot about Venezia’s Pizzeria before we ever went there. It had a reputation for excellent pizza. Xavvi actually raved about it more than once. Still, I had never made the time to check it out so when we heard they had great wings also it was the perfect opportunity for me to see what the big deal was.

When I pulled into the strip mall parking lot that houses the Venezia’s it was packed. Venezia’s is right by a LA Fitness or Bally’s or Pure Fitness or who the hell cares. But we go for wings right after I get out of work on Thursday’s and everyone else getting out of work was heading to the gym. This probably should have made me contemplate my priorities but I was too focused on finding somewhere to park.

I finally found a spot towards the back of the parking lot (walking to the building from there counts as exercise right?) and made my way over to the unassuming location in the center of the strip mall.

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Buffalo Browns Wings & Things

Posted on January 11, 2012 by Leave a comment ,   |  

 

Ghettooutside

Not even joking.

The first thing I want to discuss is this:  I know where the “Wings”portion of the name of “Buffalo Browns Wings & Things” comes from.  I get that.

But after seeing how immense of a dive this place is, I’m still slight wary that whatever the “Things” in the name are, I could have taken them home with me if I’d have sat down on a toilet seat there.  I really don’t want to ask questions as to what the “Things” specifically are, I’m just glad I’m not one of those people that needs a restaurant to be immaculate.

I honestly don’t even need a place to be clean.  I don’t even need it to be “sanitary”, per se, because I grew up in the ghetto and I’ll be damned if I didn’t ingest far worse by matter of consequence as a child.  Roaches are my friends, dirt never hurt, and kill whitey…that was our motto.   And really, thank Jeebus I don’t care because Buffalo Brown’s was the opposite of swank.  I mean, there was a pool table in the back that looked like it was there more for storage than to actually be played, and the hand dryer in the bathroom had an actual external cord and was plugged into a wall outlet.

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Mister G’s Pizzeria – CLOSED

Posted on December 7, 2011 by Leave a comment ,   |  
Mister G's Pizzeria

Mister G’s Pizzeria

It’s a good idea to have bad ideas.

The idea of going to all the most unloved, unheralded or deservedly unvisited wing spots in greater Phoenix hasn’t yet been proven to be a bad idea, but two grown men, married men at that, dedicating one night per week minimum to purposely try to light their assholes on fire with the best wings they can find and pushing themselves toward an early grave in a casket lined with buttery hot sauce, cholesterol-laden chicken wings and empty beer bottles surely can’t be mentioned in the “Good Idea” category with any sort of honesty.

And I’ve been known to be a moron from time to time, constantly.  Ok, I’m constantly a fucking moron.