First time in years, and I be damned if they didn't have any chicken wings. Should have known something was up when we were basically the only people there. Ended up drinking a couple pints, and eating some tacos. Tacos at a damn chicken wing joint. Beer was good though, and I still left a nice tip to the waitress, but mainly because she had a nice ass and an okay rack. I'll probably never go back to a BW3s. This is the equivalent of the colored joint downtown not having fried chicken, ribs, and collard greens.