Boss of The Sauce. WTF?

Yeah, I don't know what that means, but it's on the back of the t-shirts the staff at Stoney's (DC) wear.

What I do know is that Stoney's rocks it in the bar food department, and last night was the night to sample their wings.

Somewhat peculiar was the fact that there weren't any celery sticks - just the wings and blue cheese. Fine with me. I'm not going to give Stoney's a hard time about this. I think it's their subtle way of saying "If you want rabbit food, go to the Whole Foods across the street yuppie turd." Or something.

Anyway...the wings. Basically good. Good sauce, and not too little or too much of it. Meaty enough. A basic app done well. Not outstanding, but solid.

The menu has a lot of great stuff, so we'll be dropping in again.

Just don't be there when we are. All I'm gonna say.

Do Not Eat This!

I don't know why I didn't heed the bartender's advice when he said I shouldn't get an order of 14K's Tandoori wings. It sounded good on the lounge menu (half-price from 4-7 weeknights): "Roasted Wings Flavored with Garam Masala, served with Cucumber Raita."

What I was actually served seemed very different. And very bad. I'm not 100% positive, but I feel fairly confident that the wings were boiled in water and not roasted in any way. More than anything else, the consistency of the meat was disturbing. The seasoning barely come through at all.

I may have had two wings, and that was it. After I pushed the basket a good distance away from me, I took a nice pull off my Jim Beam rocks (pictured above).

After that, it was all a matter of trying to put this rather unpleasant experience behind me.

It's not my intention to be unduly harsh to 14K. There are at least a few items on the lounge menu that make for an enjoyable appetizer experience. The half-price drink specials during the "Rush Hour Happy Hour" there sit nicely with me, and the bar staff is always good to us.

Welcome To Moe's!

Who could possibly resist that siren call? Ask anyone in the International Food Court on 13th and F during lunch on a weekday, and they would probably tell you they could go great lengths without hearing "Welcome to Moes!" every 10 seconds.

Yet hundreds of people deal with the minor annoyance and wait in line to order a burrito, tacos, quesadilla, or what-have-you. And most of them, including me, are fairly satisfied.

And, yes, Moe's is a national chain. OK, just chill the EFF out and let's get something straight. This ain't no foodie blog with holier-than-thou pronouncements on gastronomic feats of pretention, or smack-talkin' venues telling you which hole in the wall has the best "pie." We don't do that here.

We do, however, offer honest accounts of and opinions about our eating experiences. We all gotta eat, so there's no need get all apopletic over the subject.

Now, back to Moe's. I can do without the naming conventions used in identifying their menu items. I've only been able to bring myself to utter the words "John Coctostan" once. It shouldn't be that hard to order a quesadilla.

Instead, I usually order the Homewrecker burrito with pork. The pork was modestly seasoned and tasty, and not dry; the black beans and pintos (if you ask for black and tan) are of a consistency not inconsistent with what could be consider flavor-ishy; the rice was dry, not flavorful or fluffy; "hot" pico tasted surprisingly fresh and tasty; guacamole was a little bland; cheese was like it was barely there. The side of hot sauce helped out with the overall flavor.

Verdict: It'll do for a workday lunch, especially if your expectations are not set high. Which is kind of how we feel about you.