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Adolph's Old First Ward Tavern
We've really been looking forward to this one... how could a place named Adolf's be anything but great, right?
Location: 3 / 5
Another trip to South Buffalo where apparently there are two wing restaurants for every resident. The décor could use a little TLC and the back room was pretty sterile but not atypical of the local wing scene. The Guinness was delightful but outside of that, be aware this bar only offers your dad's beer selection.
Presentation: 3 / 5
A valiant effort on the custom bleu cheese but it missed the mark on flavor. Good to see celery and carrots but those who read our reviews will recognize that it is a bad omen when we start complimenting the vegetable garnishes.
Meat: 2 / 5
Flats, drums and now, elbows. And WTF happened to these chickens' skin? Were they sand blasted and calloused before their final trip to the processing facility? Hard to tell what was worse; the boney cartilage or elephant skin. In hindsight, a score of two was generous.
Cook: 6 / 10
Crispy is always a good quality but the rest of the cook was really difficult to score... due to the aforementioned thick skin... and the soon-to-be-mentioned flavor.
Standard medium: 8 / 15
We always order 4 or 5 flavors and we all go around the horn once carefully and silently trying each flavor so as not to sway opinions before everyone has sampled each flavor. Sometime an adjective is thrown in the heat of passionate tasting. At Adolph's, the adjectives were flying and the only positive one, targeting the medium wings, was "tolerable".
Specialty: 0 / 10
Yes, that score is correct. We couldn't believe it either. The BBQ wings were reminiscent of Hunts Manwich sauce, which was ridiculously overapplied to the point they stained our fingers. Salt and vinegar had so much salt on them it resembled icing sugar... yet it was not even the most salted wing of the evening. The Medium Old Bay welcomed us to clove town and while they should have been the worst wing of the night, the Hot Lemon Pepper wing said "hold my beer". Imagine several packets of salt, poured straight down your gullet.
In a spark of genius, we ordered a Fried Bologna Sandwich (I know, shame on us) to wash it down. That it was the highlight of the night says much more about the wings than the fried bologna.
Overall: 22 / 50