Friday, December 17, 2004


Bonnie's Grill-Park Slope, Brooklyn

Last night E and I craved burgers and wings. Our neighborhood has a number of fantastic restaurants but is not really a burgers kinda place. E searched Chowhound and found the most delicious place Bonnie’s Grill in Park Slope, Brooklyn. There was only one problem-THE SEASON FINALE OF THE APPRENTICE and the fact that it was freezing cold out and it was a 15-minute walk and my clogs were hurting me. So E yells at me (in a nice way) to change my frickin' shoes and put on extra layers because we are going for some frickin' burgers and proceeds to bend over to plug in the dusty VCR we never use to tape the 6 hr finale of The Apprentice all the while exposing plumber’s butt and saying, ‘Crack kills honey. Crack kills.’

FYI-I am not addicted to The Apprentice. I love bad reality shows but I work in television and feel as if I am committing a corporate crime if I don't commit myself to at least one horrible mind-numbing TV show.

On the way there I challenged E to a game-who can sing the lamest song (Example: Ballerina Girl-Lionel Richie). I started the game because when you date for so long you have nothing more to talk about (just kidding) but mostly to keep my mind off the cold and the fact that I was SO STARVING that I might eat a dog on the way to the restaurant.

Fast forward- Bonnie’s Grill:
K: (to waiter) ‘I’d like a large hot wings please.’
E: ‘Large…as in 20 wings???’
Waiter looking nervous.
K: (pissed) ‘Ok. Fine. Small.’
Waiter scurries away.

I pout in silence until my food comes and when I am done with my small wings (3 still left over) and am STUFFED I am able to finally have the clarity to tell E he was right. He is often right. And thank goodness he is because today as I write this I could have been 20 wings heavier.


At 4:47 PM, Blogger Sam said...

I called a friend of a friend, asking where we can get a good hamburger. He asked "Are you serious about your hamburgers?" "Deadly serious," I replied. So he directed me to Bonnie's. Now I'm 3000 miles away and craving some of that spicy stuff. Damn you for torturing me this way.

At 5:29 PM, Blogger deborah said...

It is sad to say, but Buffalo wings were one of the highlights of my trip to N.Y. All the way from Sydney I was determined to try them... I highly recommend the ones served at Cafe Wha? (Bleeker and McDougal) - they come with the regular blue cheese dip and celery sticks too. Now off to google the marinade so I too can have my own wings...

At 2:17 PM, Blogger Ajax said...

For a long time I thought buffalo wings were made from buffalo meat.

At 11:13 AM, Blogger Joe said...

I love wings! we try to have them once a mounth. Have a Merry christmass girl!


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