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Took one for the team and went to Hooters today! Heh. Dad was meeting me for my birthday, and this was close to both of us.
Hooters has many permutations of wings—different sauces with varying flavors and heat levels, breaded or not, and so forth. The top heat level is Triple Dog Dare. It’s the only one with five flames on the scale. I had three drums and seven flats, served with Ranch dressing and no celery. (I’m going to start omitting the dressing if there is no celery. I don’t use it on the wings.) They were $11.76 before tip. Our server Torrie was prompt and competent.
Quality: 7/10. Excellent drums; flats just a little small, but not annoyingly so. They were cooked well, coated with enough sauce to necessitate a lot of paper towels, and served at an ideal temperature.
Flavor: 8/10. Totally disarming. I always expect a buffalo or straight pepper vibe from a restaurant’s hottest, and when Torrie set these down, I got a little hint of burn in my nose, seemingly confirming my assumption. Then, they went immediately in a strong barbecue direction when I tasted them. They’re tangy and unambiguously sweet, though not cloyingly so, and with a lot of garlic bottom. These are tasty wings.
Heat: 6/10. The Triple Dog Dare wings punch you immediately with what is probably cayenne, and then begin a characteristic Capsicum chinense build, so we’re probably talking habaneros or ghosts. The ceiling isn’t really high, but it’s enough to get your attention, and you are indeed on it for a while. A nice sear of the lips and tongue, with a forehead glow and a tear.
This might have been my fourth trip to Hooters ever, and the food’s never made much of an impression either way on me. These wings were a delightful surprise, and some of the best I’ve had so far.