Stopped in at Wing Wings this past saturday. The homie C Double is running things over there, you might know him from his fried chicken that put Little Skillet on the map. Well now dude is running a wing spot in the lower haight, which is kind of perfect for it. Especially considering you don’t have a lot of wing options in the city. Yeah you can get them but they are the fucking same everywhere, might as well just hit fucking dominos for some bullshit ass wings.
I decided to pop things off with a few sauces on the side and some dry rub joints, also a side of chicharrones because why the fuck not coat your saucy wings with fried pork bits? I also copped some fried plantains and some gravy fries because when your hungover fried starch and gravy sounds like a great idea.
It didn’t stop there, also got hooked up with an extra 2 batches of bbq wings with chicharrone and some straight up buffalo wings. I got to run through the whole gauntlet of wingwings. It got kind of ridiculous but I appreciate it. I’d tried some joints at the soft opening/taste test jump off but yeah they have dialed in their flavors more. The buffalo is spicier now which is nice because most spots around the bay puss out when it comes to heat in general. The spicy korean sauce and chicharrone was a combo I kept going back too, shit was dope. The wing wings original sauce slaps too. The Honey Mustard joint was good too but a little sweet for me really take down a bunch. I don’t really fuck with sweet sauces in general although I did like it, sweet shit I can hit and quit.
The fried plantains were dope, savory little joints that I could help dipping in some gravy because fuck it, plaintains, gravy and bacon just sounds like a hangover cure.
Anyways, yeah Wing Wings, go fuck with it cause they got some dope food and shit on the other lower haight late night options.