restaurant reviews & travel stories
Having left Wing Wing with my hopes fluttering off into the ether, my dining companion and I thought that it might be prudent to try somewhere else. The hope would be that this new experience would expunge our memories of Wanting Wanting, sorry, Wing Wing, …
There is a major problem with expectation and hope. It brings along sometime weighty baggage and makes things harder to achieve. For example, just look across the pond at attempts to “make America great again”. I wish them all well but if it was me, …
Whenever I hear the word orange, I cannot but think of the last particularly stand out memory connection. It involved somewhat over zealous application of rub on sun tan. So much so, that said user looked like they would glow in the dark. I thought …
You can roll your eyes. As the visit to this restaurant was another (perhaps misguided) attempt to find good fried chicken. I have been failed by places so far, which makes me think on occasion if this venture is doomed to failure. It sometimes feels …
Continuing on my hunt for perfect fried chicken (that’s the general noun, not the name of the chippie around the corner), I visited Chick n Sours. Many people said that this is where I was most likely to find chicken nirvana. Now, I usually approach …
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