Some Bites From Blondie’s

As you know, I have a small weakness for wings. Last Friday I went to see Florence and The Machine at Central Park's Summer Stage (awesome btw), and we were all ravenous by the time we left. What happens when you put a bunch of cranky, hungry food-lovers together? Overeating at it's finest. A couple of our friends described the wings at Blondies on the UWS as being "the best", then went on to dissect other menu items like the "smothered" wafer fries in cheese, sour cream, chili, jalapenos…but truth be told, they had me at the word "wings".

There were 5 of us, so we got the bucket of 50 wings for $38.95. Not bad. Then we got two orders of the smothered fries ($9.25 each, a bit pricey for fries). I plowed through about 10 wings and a few carefully selected wafer fries. If you're a true fatty like me, you will pick out the pieces with a little bit of everything on them – this takes a little practice, but also comes in handy when sharing nachos.

The wings are meaty, not too saucy and the only flaw was our own fault: not hot enough. We got the "Medium", but "Hot" would have been more suited to my liking, so we got extra hot sauce on the side. Dunk it in some cool blue cheese dressing and you're in business. Note: wings are not a good date food – I think I looked like a 2 year old eating spaghetti. 

NOM NOM

The fries were outrageous. Simply outrageous. In a good-yet-so-so-bad kind of way. I try to stay away from things like this since I'm not 21 anymore, but I had to try some. It looked so bad that it had to be good…ain't that always the way??  

One heart attack to go. 

The dessert was also ridiculous in a good way and I only had room for literally two bites, but they were two very orgasmic bites. The S'Mores Blondie comes in a ramekin (or in our case, French Onion soup crocks – guess they were out of ramekins) and is layered with graham cracker, fudge, marshmallow, whipped cream and….an egg on the bottom. Uhh what? We were all convinced the waitress was missing some screws when she told us this, but turns out there is a thin slab of egg on the bottom. I don't know what purpose it serves but I will dub it "the delicious-maker" for now. Trust me. The whole table went bonkers over it. 

Heaven and Hell…