September 18th, 2008
From the Green Bay Press Gazette
It's 10:30. You've been at the bar for about two hours, and the ballgame or darts or whatever is great. You're staying. Maybe for a while. But that stupid salad you had at 6 seems really far away. You're hungry, and you're heading for the promised land, the place where the possibilities are so many and so good that they must be bundled in sampler baskets. The appetizer menu — all the bounties of the modern food service industry, all deep fried.
But wait, prospector! Not all is as it seems. Is a cheese curd really better battered and fried? OK, yes, it is, but is it really a cheese curd in the first place, or a rubbery cube of cheap cheddar? That salsa, a perfect garnish for the stale chips, will let you down as sure as the Milwaukee Brewers. Mini tacos are not as good as big ones.
No, it's time to go to the app menu's No. 1 draft choice: the Buffalo wing. It's not without its risks — a bad wing is cold, greasy and bland, masked in flavorless burn. But a good one is a harmonic nexus of tangy, savory and heat that can make a good night transcendent. It's a delicate alchemy, which makes it cosmically correct that so many wings are washed down with beer —when done well, an exercise in balance in its own right.
Drinkin' beer — it's a tough job, but someone has to do it, especially in Titletown. If you have a brew you'd like our mysterious Brew Guru to pop a top on, drop a line to weekend@greenbaypressgazette.com.
Brew guru: Blonde looks good with wings
Labels:
Bison Blonde,
Buffalo Wings,
Green Bay
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