"Let me at 'em!" If you could read my mind while I'm in the presence of WingTown's wings, this is what you'd hear me say.
It's disgusting really, my obsession for these wings. They're just so irresistible. Maybe it's the way their inferno wings aren't drowning in overly vinegary buffalo sauce, maybe it's the tang of their lemon pepper wings, maybe it's the way the smell of the wings make me salivate uncontrollably as I'm driving my to-go order home, or maybe it's because they're so crispy, but never greasy making me feel less guilty about eating nearly a dozen of them in one sitting--Ok, now I'm just defending my inner (yet ever present) fat kid.