Well after UCLA blasted LSU (my plug to say 'GOOO BRUINS!'), Andrew took me to Wingnuts for some chicken wangs. Now I like to think I'm a mad woman for food. But when Andrew started telling me about the Pile High Club for Wingnut fanatics, I consider myself a mild food mad woman. See he has this card and for every wing you purchase you get a wing point. If you eat 2500 wings, you get a plaque. For 5000, you get a bomber jacket. Andrew's goal is to get a bomber jacket. Crazy, I know. Right now he's like at 2000.
They have all sorts of other stuff to eat at Wingnuts other than chicken wings. Plus over 20 flavors of chicken wings. I think I would of been like a lost woman at a Nordstroms shoe sale if I didn't have Drew to guide me to the good stuff. He ordered...and ordered fast.
Fresh fried chips were really yummy. It's like warming up a bag a Trader Joe's chips...but way better.
Like my dislike for guacamole, I also dislike blue cheese and ranch. I know. Andrew gave me a "what is wrong with you look" when I told him. Instead, I doused the wings with Tabasco. I was still happy.
3030 Harbor Blvd.
Costa Mesa, Ca 92626