The endless hunt for wing night

The search started as always with hope and what seemed to be an endless number of cheap chicken wing options.  The first night in Vancouver, Stuff spotted an advert for chicken wing Mondays and chicken wing, lingerie Tuesday’s at the same sports bar. It was neither of these days so we kept the paper and looked forward to the start of next week. Monday came around and we looked to the paper to recall the name of the bar.  We then discovered we had burned said paper trying to start a BBQ the night before. Now as ever cool in a crisis we referred to the interweb to find the same bar or a replacement Monday wing night. We found one and set off only to find that the web site wingsnbeer.com is a big fat liar. The bar did exist but about an hour from the address given and where we were. This lead to an SOS call to hobbit who dutifully picked us up to deliver us to wings. Stuff was becoming a little concerned (ok, panicking) that we might not get fried delights.  The wings were good and cheap, it was not however the original bar which we later found out to be called Mavericks, so we decided to try again another night. For some reason the boys in the group favored trying again on a Tuesday ( chicken wing and lingerie night). Thankfully/unfortunately when the time came it was decided Mavericks was too much of a drive so we headed for a closer Tuesday wing night where between three of us we ate 100 chicken wings of different flavours for very little money. Cheap and tasty but admittedly grotesque.  25c chicken wings,  yes they are probably hormone injected, rapid growth mingers but for 25c a chicken wing with about 25 flavours we ware happy.  

By Stuff and Things