Sunday, March 22, 2009

Bear's Den

I'm going to be honest, before I ate wings at the Bear's Den, I never really cared for wings. My previous experience with wings had left me unsatisfied and unamused. I viewed wings as more of a novelty food, one that gets your fingers really messy, but fails to fill you up. Then it happened. I remember it clearly...it was the first official wing night, I ordered 10 wings, and when they came to me all I could do was gaze at the pile of greasy goodness that was awaiting my fingers. The wings were massive, the sauce was incredible....it was an epipheral experience, and yes, i just made a word up.
I really don't know how to properly review the wings other than to say, if I had a sliding scale of 1 - 10 on which I judged wings, they would be a 12. They are what all other wings are put up against, and so far, none have surpassed them in taste, size, anything.
Go there.
Taste them.
Find the higher power nestled in between the meat.

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