With that being said, I'll explain my visit. It was a Tuesday afternoon roughly 5:45pm and the restaurant was quiet, but the bar was filled with regulars. Sort of like in Cheers, where everybody knows your name and they genuinely knew everyone's name. The music playing on the jukebox was good ol' country music. None of that new school country pop crap. Whenever I go into a bar, I must always order chicken wings and beer. It's my thing. Sort of like in Once Upon A Time In Mexico where Johnny Depps' character must always order puerco pribil; I must always order chicken wings. We fortunately made it during happy hour where domestic drafts were $2 and wings were half priced. I actually liked their wings. I like them to be made buffalo style, spicy and a bit vinegary.
I started chowing down on the wings and totally forgot to take a picture, but I figure it's better late then never.

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