"You might remember coming to this Gables bar in your early twenties and belting out Laura Brangan’s “Gloria" on karaoke night. No? Just us, then. Well, Titanic is still a great place to butcher songs on Sunday nights, but it also serves a literal bucket of wings. Their wings are baked, fried, and served dry or (our preference) covered in a thick sriracha sauce that’s tangy, spicy, and leaves the corners of your mouth tingling well after you’ve finished. Every shiny metal bucket is filled with ten jumbo wings, carrot and celery sticks, and a side of creamy blue cheese. And if your karaoke days are behind you, check out the actual bands that play here on Saturday nights." - ryan pfeffer, virginia otazo
