Agent razzle dazzle: Today I had the best lager I have ever tasted. It is the Baltic number 9 bottled in st Petersburg Russia. It is delicious and spicy and is the perfect beer for a day like today, chilly and breezy. It has been almost a month since my last post, but I have not missed a day since I first began coming here. In the absence of agent man power it has been difficult to rationalize posting an entry detailing the events of a wing night spent alone. Regardless of this, I will say in brief that the wings have been good. Better than ever. And I have had an exceptional time eating them at a leisurely pace. I have begun to notice that the wings are lightly salted and buttery when you take the time to eat them slowly. The buffalo sauce has been awful as usual and I tried for some time to eat them in honor of agent man power, though I now have come to the bitter realization that there are certain things that man power will always be more manly and
powerful than I at accomplishing. Penguin pizza. You need to have more choices for sauces or at least tone down the buffalo, it tastes like pure Tabasco. There are increasingly more and more bars in town that offer a heftier selection as well as boneless wings and more than just one day of opportunity; but I digress, I'm not even asking for something so drastic, no matter what happens, you are my wing night of choice. Just take my words to heart baby.
Baltika #9 - a blustery A+
