Red Rockets — Restaurant in Hamilton

5 stars — WARNING: Reading this may cause uncontrollable drooling, impulsive cravings, and an undying obsession with Red Rockets on Queenston Road.

I don’t know what kind of culinary sorcery is going on in that kitchen, but Red Rockets is serving up pure, unfiltered food euphoria. This isn’t just chicken — this is poultry perfection. Crispy on the outside, juicy like it’s got its own PR team, and seasoned so deeply it probably has a backstory. One bite and I swear I blacked out and woke up in a state of greasy, gravy-drenched bliss.

And the wings? Oh. My. Saucy. Stars. These babies are a full-blown flavor circus. Sticky, spicy, sweet, tangy — they’ve got more personality than most people I know. They’re the kind of wings that make you forget your ex, your diet, and your own name. I ordered a dozen and considered calling them my new emotional support animals.

But let’s kneel in reverence for the spareribs. These ribs aren’t just tender — they slide off the bone like they’ve got other plans. Smoky, rich, and glazed like they’re going to prom. I made eye contact with one and felt something real. No regrets.

And the potato wedges? Don’t even THINK about skipping them. Golden, crunchy armor on the outside, soft and buttery clouds on the inside. These wedges are what potato dreams are made of. They could run for office and win by a landslide.

Red Rockets doesn’t just feed you — they seduce you. It’s the kind of food that ruins all other takeout for you. Forever. You’ll lie awake at night thinking about those ribs. You’ll smell phantom chicken skin on your fingers. You’ll start scheduling “meetings” just to sneak off for a wedge-fueled rendezvous.

Do yourself a favor: stop reading and ORDER. RIGHT. NOW. Your taste buds deserve this food pleasure Saturday, June 14 th

On behalf of the party planning committee (consisting mostly of panicked relatives and one confused cat), I’d like to extend our deepest, sauce-stained gratitude for your elite contribution to today’s historic dual birthday bash—celebrating 90 years of wisdom and 84 years of sass.

Your food? Legendary. Your delivery speed? Basically NASA-level. We barely finished lighting the candles before your team rocketed in, piping-hot and perfectly timed. Frankly, if there were a Michelin star for “Arrives Before You Even Finish Hanging the ‘Happy Birthday’ Banner,” you’d be wearing it like a crown.

Special shoutout to your phone staff—cheerful, patient, and somehow able to understand our wildly emotional last-minute order changes—and to your delivery hero, who showed up with a smile, a box of magic, and the calm confidence of someone who’s seen a thousand family feasts and still believes in humanity.

Thanks for fueling the party. We’ll be back the next time someone in this family breaks another age record—or we just crave greatness...

Had my adult son call and order for the family on Halloween, could hear girl not giving him enough time to answer and could hear she was getting annoyed with the way he spoke. I got on phone and restated what my son was saying she kept cutting me off mid sentence. Order arrives what was suppose to be Cajun dry rub with hot sauce on side came as hot BBQ (not something we would ever choose. I call the store and same girl answers keeps telling me I am wrong that I did order hot bbq I keep trying to ask her to check previous orders on my line she tells me I’m lying, Asked to speak with manager to get told he is too busy to talk to me and won’t come to phone I told her was not eating something I didn’t order she kept telling me no then as I got upset she hung up. Took food to store had manager tell me this isn’t first time she has acted like this but then proceeds to blame me for ordering wrong Finally agrees to replace wings so we wait for them manager then again asks how we want wings told him dry Cajun on them hot sauce on side Get home thinking no way they would be wrong manager made them open box to over cooked wings half wings only had dry Cajun and bbq hot sauce on side by now it’s 8 so feed kids cold fries as manager refused to replace Called corporate was asked who gave number aggressively like I had no right to call them was promised a call back a week later still no call and $100.00 wasted on the worst Red Rocket Wings ever and we have been going to them since 2003. Don’t waste your money they definitely don’t care...

Update Oct 2022 - Service has been odd lately, but moreso, wings have been really inconsistent, last order was burnt tasting yet soggy. Prices up, quality down, really sucks as I love Red Rockets when they do things right.

Older Review - Red Rockets are hands down my favourite wings I've had anywhere. I've tried them probably a dozen times in the past month, every time is consistently delicious.

Wings are decent size (bigger than wings up). They were cooked beautifully both times, no old oil taste and unbelievably moist. The hot honey sauce(my go to anywhere) actually has a nice heat to them(unlike wings up), but perfectly balanced against the sweetness and might be my favourite hot honey sauce out of everywhere. The value is decent as well, I would say a perfect price point given the quality.

If I had to fault something, the wings lose crispness when dunked in sauce, but that happens pretty much every single place you go. I tried their hot bbq once this week and these things were saucy and crispy, quite a special wing experience.

I'll update my review if anything changes, as I will inevitably be ordering from here often. I hope their quality is consistent on each order, because if it is, I might have a problem living so close to here.

UPDATE - I'm officially addicted and this has become a problem. Red Rockets are now officially my favourite wings, just absolutely perfect each time and the honey hot...