I just got back from taking my family to Baldy’s for dinner to celebrate my daughter’s 6th birthday. Long story short, I had the chicken wings. In a word: Unbelieveable.
Now, I’m a big-time chicken wing fan. I’ve eaten at plenty of Hooter’s (yes, for the wings – I was on first name basis with the chef down in San Diego when I was in college). I like em hot and I’m not afraid to admit I have paid the price on the porcelain the next day.
Now Baldy’s wings aren’t super hot. But they are breaded, deep fried nice and crispy and the sauce is second-to-none. Next time you stop in to Baldy’s say hello, I’ll be the guy in the corner making love to the hot wings.