Wing Barn Olmito — Restaurant in Brownsville

Every time you try and order on the phone you get placed on hold for at least 15 min. And they require you to give your credit card/payment information over the phone to which the person taking the order is happy to repeat your card number expiration date and security code out loud back to you over the phone ( I’d imagine other in the restaurant were able to hear my payment information as well). So if you’re driving and trying to order good luck risking your life reading your card info while driving. They found a way to make something convenient so in convenient. Other than that wings are tiny,boneless are great most of the time if they actually put sauce on them They've changed their menu over the years to offer less for more. Makes sense if you’re in the business of making money. The 50 cent wings were coupled with the fact that you have to buy fries which was supposed to be just during COVID but seems like the money they’re making from overcharging you forcing you to buy fries to get the deal turned out well for them and they’ve kept it. Other than that good place to eat once in a while not a frequently as before due to milking every cent from their customers.

Edit: will never return every time I come the experience is worse and worse. Cold wings. Forgotten items I ordered over an hour and half wait times. I was fed up and asked for a refund just to be told “ my manager isn’t here there’s no one that can refund” unfortunately for them I wasn’t leaving till I got my refund. Luckily I worked for wingbarn a couple years back while I’m school and was able to teach their employee how to issue a refund. You’re welcome wingbarn I trained your...

If you are placing a to-go order you have to pay with a card, so when ordering expect to wait 35 minutes. So expect to wait when there are two people in the front standing laughing and having a great time while you have to wait more than half an hour for an order of a burger and an appetizer. When on the phone I asked if at the very least there was a cash discount since the company isn’t getting nickel and dimed to death with all these card fees and they said no, yet when charging me there is a clear distinction on the price right in front of you. The young man taking my order laughed at me and told me he couldn’t place my order if I did not provide a phone number, but if I’m forced to come in to place an order, why do you need my phone number? Food was decent fried mushrooms were cold in the center and my son’s burger came with lettuce and tomato when it was ordered as “plain” with “only cheese”. My order was repeated to me and on my receipt had my order correct but was not correct when it was given to me. After a long wait which seemed even longer as I couldn’t pay and have them start prepping my order before arriving, I was too frustrated to check my order was correct before I left. Atmosphere is nice but so many dirty tables with trays on them and two guys at the register were too busy laughing and horse playing to clean and make the place...

Wingbarn Wings – A Finger-Lickin’ Adventure

If you’re looking for a dining experience that will leave your fingers saucier than a reality TV scandal, look no further than Wingbarn. I walked in a skeptic and waddled out a believer—mostly because I ate so many wings my jeans staged a protest.

Let’s talk about the wings. These bad boys are so crispy, I’m convinced the chef has a personal vendetta against chickens. They come in flavors ranging from “Mild” (for those who fear spice) to “Nmms ALV” (for those who enjoy questioning their life choices). I, of course, went for the spiciest option because I like to live on the edge—and by “the edge,” I mean the edge of my seat, fanning my mouth and rethinking every decision I’ve ever made.

The service? Top-notch. The waiter ALEJANDRA handed me extra napkins without even asking, as if he could sense that I was about to go full caveman on a plate of honey BBQ. The atmosphere? Perfect. The sound of happy diners crunching and slurping is the closest thing to a symphony this side of a food coma.

My only complaint? I now have an existential crisis over whether I’ll ever eat wings this good again. Also, I may need a bib next time.

Final verdict: 10/10, would sacrifice my dignity for these...