Dear King's Wing's,
First of all I have to apologize for not trying you until finals week of spring semester freshman year. Yes, I went an entire nine months in Birmingham without having you. I am so terribly sorry. After my first box of glorious wings, I knew I could never live without you again.
Thank you for your to-die-for wings (Honey BBQ makes my heart swoon) and your seasoned-to-perfection fries. Thank you for having an extra large seasoning shaker on the counter because there is never too much. Thank you for actually giving me more than enough ranch for my wings and French fries. Thank you for never complaining when I ask for extra sauce. Thank you for opening at 10 a.m. because you do make for the perfect brunch. Thank you for having a drive-thru so that, on those lazy mornings or late nights, I don't have to leave the comfort of my car.
I learned not to judge you when my roommate had me get her a Kiki-Poo. Thank you for not judging me when I pronounced it incorrectly. I now know your drink names are what makes you unique. Your variety of wing flavors also makes you stand out. These are two more things I truly appreciate you for.
I know from your student discount that the feeling is definitely mutual, and I love you for that. Because of this, I can afford to have to you all the time. I never want to be away from you. You are always there for me, in the mornings or past midnight. King's Wing's, thank you for all you have given me and I will love you until the end of time.
Forever yours,
Shana
P.S. Here is a beautiful picture of you. (Featured: Garlic Parmesan Wings with Seasoned Ranch Cheesy Fries)






















