On to the chicken wings.  Now, I just love chicken wings.  They are like my guilty little secret.  Sadly however, the chicken wings in Eddie Rockets just did not deliver for me.  Did not satisfy that chicken wing hunger.  I had some with the hot sauce.  The words that spring to mind are small, hard and dry.  The hot sauce definitely had something not quite right about it, rancid even.  How disappointing!
In writing this review, and expressing my chicken wing disappointment, I’ve come up with an idea.  I’m on a HUNT.  A city wide hunt....  The hunt for the best chicken wings in town!  There must be better out there, and I’m going to find them! 

 

Since my trip to Eddie Rockets, I’ve been told that a burger’s the way to go, so while I’ll not be planning another visit soon, when it presents itself again so perfectly – Root Beer, chilli fries and a burger for me.   A word advice though – if you’re going to print “please do not steal our cutlery” on your napkins, try to make sure the knives don’t have “hospital property” engraved on them.

PS As for Little Gem at the theatre, brilliant! I just loved it and laughed out loud of many an occasion, but as for a present for a man?  Think again.  My man was one of only ten other men, in an audience full of purple rinses and gaggles of middle aged women.