Wednesday Whimsy

I love whimsy, so I thought I would change my Wednesdays from Writing to Whimsy (which really means I can pretty much do whatever it is I want).

I just read something interesting about where the word Wednesday originated from.  The day is named after two gods, Mercury and Woden.  If you're saying to yourself, wtf?  You probably wouldn't be the only one.

In old English, the word  indicates that the day was named for the Germanic god Woden, also known as Odin.

In the more romantic languages the day is named after Mercury (Wednesday in Italian is Mercoledi).

 Woden (or Odin) was like an uber god who supervised (i.e. was too lazy to do himself) the creation of the earth and sky  from the dead body of the giant, Ymir. He also created the first man and woman from an ash tree and an alder. And just to one up the rest of the gods, he also established the laws of the universe.
 
Of course we know Mercury as the  flitty little messenger of the gods, you know, the one with the wings on his helmet and sandals.  He is also the patron of science, the arts, travelers and athletes.

And of course we all know why we call Wednesday, "hump day", right?

That's all.  Have a whimsical day!  Love ya!

Megan

Hot Wing Thursday

I actually did triple duty this week. I had hot wings twice on my vacation to the beach, then again last night.

First stop, Homeport Restaurant at Ocean Shores. Not all that impressed. Crispy, which is not really how I like my wings and they weren't hot enough for my taste. The waitress initially brought ranch. I was like, "Is this blue cheese?"

"Did you want blue cheese?" Um, hot wings come with blue cheese, not ranch. The whole experience was a bit disappointing.

Then I tried again at the Pirates Cove, also in Ocean Shores. They wings were crispy still, but hotter. Once again, they were delivered to me with ranch. This time I didn't complain because I came in right before the kitchen closed and didn't want to cause any trouble. So, I sucked it up.

Okay, so last night I go to the Loose Wheel Bar and Grill on 6th Ave in Tacoma. First of all, you can get an order of 6 or 12, and Wednesday happens to be Wing night, so I guess they're on the cheap. Then, you have a variety of sauces to choose from, there was BBQ, Sweet and Spicy, Mild, Hot, Extra Hot, and Stupid Hot.

I like hot, but if it's too hot, you can't really taste the food, so we asked for a sample of the Stupid Hot and Extra Hot, which our waitress, I wish I could remember her name because she was awesome, brought us. The Stupid Hot was a smoky chipotle sauce, and while I love chipotle, I don't like it on my wings. So, I went with the Extra Hot.

AND you got your choice of blue cheese or ranch.

When the wings came, they were just as I like them, not too crisp, dripping with hot sauce. Yum. Going to be hard to beat these. But I am a woman on a mission.

So while I'd skip the wings at the first two (though they have some great other food, Homeport serves killer breakfast, and I hear the fish and chips at the Pirates Cove rock) you can't miss out at The Loose Wheel.

Ciao,

Megan

In search of the perfect hot wing...

So a friend of mine referred me to a place that serves great hot wings.   I was less than impressed.  What I got was a huge plate full of over crispy wings, a tiny cup of Franks and a tiny cup of blue cheese.

Now I am going on a Wednesday blog mission to find the perfect hot wing.  I know it sounds crazy, but I love hot wings and I want to know who makes the best.

If you have any local suggestions, let me know.  I may take this gig national some day, but money ain't quite rolling in right now, if you know what I mean.

I was going to go vegetarian, but I think this mission is much more important than that.

Ciao,

Megan