Wingstop — Restaurant in Palos Township

Jesus Christ above I have never tasted something worse than these damn wings.

Me and my friend ordered for pickup in excitement to try these wings for the first time. When we arrived it took eons to be ready and when the strange employee finally brought it out it was disturbingly cold. We sat in her car and ripped the bag open when, to our dismay, we find fries that are somehow dry and soggy at the same time. Biting into one, I nearly crack my tooth and have to cough it out by how dry it is. Yet, the one my friend picks up falls limp in her hands from the sheer weight of the oil and sogginess of it. We hesitantly opened our wings and had to exchanged puzzled glances.

I had ordered barbecue and lemon pepper, and she got hot honey and garlic parm. Never in my twenty years on this planet have I ever placed something so abhorrent into my mouth. I’m almost certain the lemon pepper was not even chicken, just a fried lemon that tasted like decay and misery. The hot honey was left to the same fate as the fries - dry and vile at first bite yer drenched in a mystery grease that had no right calling itself honey. The garlic parm was truly something from a cursed ancient folklore. Once again, they were floating in a mystery liquid, and yet we were met with another unpleasant dry crunch akin to eating drywall. Whatever flecks that were covering these were certainly not parmesan. We deduced that it was probably some dandruff from the cook’s uncovered hair that likely hadn’t been washed in three weeks. The barbecue was another story entirely, and it pains me to even recall it once more. They were completely coated in this so-called “barbecue sauce” - mind you, I have never in my life seen a barbecue sauce that viscous and gooey. I had to come to terms that I probably didn’t even ingest barbecue that day but rather some menstrual blood clots that they tossed in the fryer. To top it all off, our cups of water seemed fresh from an unflushed toilet!

We are still unsure if what we managed to choke down was really chicken or some unknown substance the cooks concocted from some frozen leftovers and the forgotten end pieces of chicken from months ago that they likely fished from the sewer. All I can say is, I truly believe a vex was placed on us that day from these despicable, repugnant wings, because the next day me and my friend both awoke with a raging stomachache. Even if a zombie apocalypse ravaged our earth and this was the only place left standing, I would rather starve and leave myself to the elements than ever consume these...

No hairnets, no gloves when touching cooked foods (frozen foods are able to be handled glove-less ONLY WHEN STILL FROZEN) once the food is cooked everything must be handled with covered hands. They do not tie long hair back and men wear no hairnets. I have never seen them wash hands in between cooking steps- as well as a huge employee hazard of what looks like a sewer hose in the middle of the kitchen going to the floor drain. I give them a lot of chances cuz they are such nice people but these are such hazardous conditions as to why many who have been ordering from here has experienced food poisoning. I also ended up having a long black hair wrapped around my Hawaiian wing tonight. Spent 30 dollars to literally throw all of the food away so no one else experiences the same I did.. sure was a waste of money. Previous orders have been so good but that in store experience really turned my stomach upside down then I found a hair.. that was it for me- Sorry WingStop.....

Terrible customer service . There were a couple of teenagers ordering their food , and an older gentleman after them . I walked in to pick up an online order , I stood their for a few minutes waiting for the older gentleman to finish his order a guy walked in while I was waiting and the cook in the back ask him was he picking up or ordering and never even acknowledged me AT ALL all he did was ask the name . I said twice I am picking up , he gave me my food and didn’t say a word . Mind you when you go into the established they can hear the door . He chose not to service me . FIRST AND LAST TIME AT THIS LOCATION....