Feb 222017

This is part of an ongoing series reviewing hot wings in the Huntsville area. Visit #HsvHotWings for a comprehensive linked list.

New Orleans Lunchbox is a well-regarded Cajun restaurant inside the gas station on the northwest corner of Jordan and Holmes. The menu is extensive; the model, fast casual (and quick). I’ve had a few good meals there, but never had the wings until today.

New Orleans Lunchbox “award-winning wings,” as described on the menu, come eight for $8.67, or you can get six wings with two sides for $7.58. There are several sauces available, which come in cups. You can pour it over the wings to approximate a “tossed,” or you can dip. There are several tamer sauce flavors available, but I went straight for Fire in the Hole (the hottest). It was clingy enough for me to pour it on the wings directly, so that’s what I did.

Quality: 8/10. My three drums and five flats were served warm, appealingly meaty (only one runt), and essentially devoid of noticeable fat. They were smoked effectively: cooked through, but keeping just enough juiciness to be gustatorily pleasant. At just over $1 apiece, they are a fine value.

Flavor: 7/10. Solo, these wings have a smoky front end with a bit of salt and black pepper. The Fire in the Hole sauce complements them effectively, making an effective presentation (even though some assembly is required). No trouble with salt overload here either. Tasty wings, and easy to get the meat off the bones because of (again) the effective smoking. I made a happy plate.

Heat: 7/10. As you might expect, the scaffolding is of vinegar and salt; i.e., firmly one of Louisiana hot sauce. However, there is a considerably stronger pepper here than lurks in a typical Louisiana. Given the climb and depth of the burn, I suspect the addition of habanero or maybe even a little ghost. (I asked the nice lady at the counter, but she wouldn’t tell me.) I had a moderate afterburn of about ten minutes.

New Orleans Lunchbox was a solid destination indeed for a hot wings experience. Recommended.

 Posted by at 12:44 pm
Feb 212017

I would guess some people will compare Milo Yiannopoulos to Icarus.

I am reminded instead of one of my stepbrother’s years-ago adventures. Long story made very short: bunch of buddies together, one had a go-kart, and oh yeah, there was some beer. Every time they refueled the kart they were using a bottle of 104 Octane Boost in the gasoline. Then someone got the bright idea to run the kart on only 104 Octane Boost. Holy shit, that made the kart go fast!

(For 30 minutes or so. Then the engine burned up. I believe I remember the words “melted piston” being tossed around.)

I was momentarily fascinated by Milo Yiannopoulos. I appreciated a lot of what he had to say about the scourge of political correctness and the warped objectives of fourth-wave feminism.

But mostly I watched because his numerous detractors blew through “dislike” so quickly. He fostered near-immediate visceral hatred in liberal ideologues, at an intensity I really hadn’t seen since Rush Limbaugh 20 years ago. It was hard for me to see why. He told you right to your face that he was an asshole and a provocateur. If I tell you I’m trying to piss you off, and then you get pissed off to the point of meltdown, then…?

Thing is, you could always smell the heat. This was not a guy who ran any slower than 6,000 RPM. The engine had some power, but it was also operating at most of capacity all the time. As that olfactory cocktail of hot metal and stressed oil became richer and more pervasive, it wasn’t hard to guess that we probably weren’t headed for an orderly gear-down and cool-off.

Turns out Milo’s melted piston was saying it was just dandy for adult men to have sex with young boys.

I had been intrigued enough to want to read his book, but Simon & Schuster isn’t going to publish it now. That’s the right call. You can’t make extensive comments attempting to legitimize pedophilia and still expect to sit at the grown-up table (however tenuously you were doing so).

We’ll have some disingenuous machinations now, during which his very blithest fans will try to reconstruct a rational base on which to support him, and some number of his detractors will try to install him as the universal leader of all conservatism, now that he’s been unambiguously discredited. Lather, rinse, repeat.


 Posted by at 10:38 am
Feb 162017

I watched the first episode of Mr. Robot, loved it, and then never went back to it. I restarted it last night. Two down. I’ll stay with it this time. Watched the pilot of Shameless a couple of nights ago too. Still considering that one. I’ll maybe make a call after three episodes. New bathtub […]

 Posted by at 5:24 pm
Feb 142017

Happy Valentine’s Day, dudes and dolls! Been tough to get anything down here lately. Was a little under the weather, then had grown-up church and home improvement stuff to do all weekend. Couple all of that with an ever-dicey sleep regimen, and it’s BoWilliams.com that must suffer first. I’m not sure I have anything of […]

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