Thursday, April 16, 2026

Longhorn Steakhouse, Atlanta Airport, Concourse C

I have no idea when those chicken wings were originally cooked.

Zero.

Yesterday?

Last week?

Last month?

No clue, I'm just not that good at dating meals consisting of chicken wings.

I don't cook chicken wings except on a grill, fresh.

I seldom cook chicken wings, fresh, on a grill.

Without a doubt, those wings should have been credited to my credit card.

They were so nasty, so old, so tough, so dry, a coyote would have had a time scarfing them down.

And to think Chic-Filet was next door. 

Live n learn.

Ugh.

   

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