This place is great for Fight Night. Â Other than that, pass unless you enjoy eating tiny wings and crappy food from paper boats. Â Don't ask for utensils because I don't think they have a dishwasher. Â Also, the projection tv's are circa 1972 . Â At least the fuzzy analog pictures make me think it's 72 technology. Â They may even have a Betamax system running in the back somewhere.
Pass.
I chewed on rotten meat. Â
I have frequented this establishment no more than three times over a span of a few years. Â It looks and feels very much as any other BW-squared. Â Double door entry, to-go counter up front, rarely anyone to greet you, televisions everywhere, menus at the table. Â Service here is often par but slow. Â You don't come here to be treated like royalty. Â
As far as food, their wings are good. Â I tried the garlic and it was surprisingly tasty. Â However, as I chewed towards the middle of my ribs I couldn't quite grasp the flavor leeching through the sauce. Â I shared a rib with my daughter to pushed it back after a bite. Â Curious, she likes ribs. Â Another bite and it was beginning noticeable. Â Maybe just not a good cut of ribs. Â Then I shared it with the wife. Â She scolded "Stop eating it! Â Its rotten!" Â
Yes, it smelled rotted, left for flies. Â I was quite, quite unlucky the cook chose this cut for me. Â It must had been waiting for me in the corner next to the bleach and toilet cleaner. Â I should have said something, but I swear it wasn't that bad the first bite. Â My wife have forever banned us from this locale. Â We can visit any other BW-squared. Â I can have the ribs. Â But never, ever from here.