What Keeps Me Coming Back

I visited a Winger’s a couple of weeks ago to pick up a present for a certain family member’s birthday.  Not having time to stop and partake of the edible delights that greet people in that establishment, I have had much time for reflection on my Wingers experiences. 

I must admit, there was a time, not too long ago, that I did not particularly enjoy spicy food.  Yes, sadly, this included the Amazing Winger’s Sauce.  I remember the first time I ate at Wingers at Ryan’s recommendation.  It might have been when Ryan and Glorajean were engaged.  I got a sandwich.  Fortunately, I got a drink too.  I remember the burning sensation my mouth experienced upon tasting its first major spice.  I remember trying to wash out that sensation frantically with with a large (thankfully bottomless) glass of kiwi lemonade.  So far, not a fan.  Then I tasted it.  The motherlode of desserts.  Probably the single most delicious thing I had ever tasted in my short life.  Asphalt Pie.  That was a reason to go back in and of itself. 

 Throughout the years, due to the strength of Asphalt Pie, I have revisited Winger’s a few more times during visits to Utah.  I have gotten more daring with other foods and discovered that I actually LOVE hot foods, which has consequently increased my love and devotion to Winger’s Amazing Sauce as well.  My love for Asphalt Pie has not dwindled either.  I still regard it as the climax of the dessert world. 

Until last night, I had not eaten at Winger’s since October.  I have wanted to, but since then chocolate made its way on the banned food list for me.  That affected Asphalt Pie, so I have dreaded going back too.  Finally, I gave in to temptation.  I had forgotten about the popcorn . . . one of my all-time favorite foods.  I had forgotten how addicting the Amazing Winger’s Sauce actually is; how it makes you want to lick your fingers in public, defying all rules of etiquette.  After devouring popcorn, Nate and I filled up on the Sticky Finger Quesadillas appetizer and I tried Peach Lemonade and a Sticky Finger Wrap.  At the end, I was so full and satisfied that I couldn’t have eaten Asphalt Pie, even if I could eat Asphalt Pie!  It was awesome.  So, yes Ryan, I am still, officially, an Amazing Winger’s Sauce addict.  I will keep going back.  And I will keep loving it.