BW3’s

Some family members and I went to Buffalo Wild Wings yesterday and had a grand time indeed. Because there were so many of us, we ordered the 50 pack of boneless buffalo wings. And how many sauces could we select, especially with 50 wings? 10 sauces, giving wings of 5 a distinct flavor? 8 Sauces? Even 6? No.
No, no, no.
4.
Four sauces.
For fifty wings.
OK.
So be it.
Teriaki, two kinds of garlic and then a spicy one.
But, before you go back and put the order in, are you sure you can only get four sauces? For fifty wings? For paying customers?
Ok.
A good lesson in limiting our choices, since it made us a little more careful about what flavor to get. Think about it — can our palettes really detect the difference between “SMOKIN-BARBECUE” and “SMOKIN-B-B-Q”? I don’t think so. Well, maybe. But anyway, we had four flavors and enjoyed them. All in all, I’m glad that they limited our choices, otherwise, we’d be paralyzed by the opportunities.
What would we have done? Pulled a Noah? “Bring me two of every unclean flavor and seven of every clean flavor”. I don’t think so. Besides, what constitutes a clean flavor? Answer: it hasn’t been on the floor. Ba doom ching.

Actually, not bad. Not bad at all. Shouldn’t have gotten the sampler platter, though. Like we needed nachos along with 50 wings for 3 adults.

Incidentally, a cup of ranch is 60 cents. I’m bringing my own next time. My own ranch, that is. My own ranch sauce, that is.

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