shackin’ up in the ‘burg no. 28: billy jack’s.

Sometimes you just want WINGS.

And the last time that happened to me, I found myself sitting on a wooden stool at Billy Jack’s Wing and Draft Shack. I’m not really sure how I got there, but who cares? I’m glad I did.

Here’s the thing about eating wings. Once you start, you really can’t stop for any reason. You have to continue on til they’re gone. Why?
1. They’re just that delicious. I had the Classic Buffalo, and Brandy had the Sticky Sweet Chili sauce. (By the way, they use only fresh, never frozen, locally sourced chicken. So there.)
2. It’s dangerous. If you take your attention away from the task for even a second, you could get wing sauce in your eye, and then you’ve just ruined the whole experience, haven’t you?
3. Manners. Let’s face it–eating wings is kinda gross. Best to plow through that messy, sauce-on-face, skin-stuck-in-teeth ordeal quickly and do one big finger-licking session at the end.

One thing I’ve learned from this blog gig is patience. Because Brandy is always taking my beer away to photograph it. Maybe I should order a “dummy beer” for her to photograph so I can hold on to mine. (Mine!!) Not to mention the delayed food gratification I must also endure. The mouth-watering aroma of buffalo wings wafts upwards from the steaming plate…only to be snatched away by Brandy before I can make a mess of it. On this day she had to build a little barricade of stools, tidy up the surrounding area, search out the perfect light, and climb up on another stool (by this time I was ready to chew my own arm off) arrange the plates just so, and snap the picture.

Sheesh! Sometimes you just want WINGS. just kidding :)

While I’m partial to Classic Buffalo, Billy Jack’s has many sauces to choose from, like Habanera “Shocker” and Thai Peanut, plus other indulgences like Fried Chicken and Waffles, Loaded Fries, Doughnuts, and a Fried PB&J. I think they’ve officially proved that you can fry anything. In fact, now that I think about it, the whole place is based on cravings.

In addition to the food (and the beer, of course), it’s an interesting little joint. Where do Aaron and Patrice get all these awesome knick-knacks?? I love the firefly-in-a-jar chandelier. And the colander lamps. And all those doors.

You can drop by Billy Jack’s on S. Main downtown, right across from Dave’s Taverna. They’re open Sunday through Wednesday 11 am til 12 midnight, and Thursday through Saturday 11 am til 2 am. That’s plenty of time to eat your weight in wings. But get in there soon before the June specials are gone!

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