Iggy’s Pub & GrubAddress: 115 Highway 20 East - Fonthill
Parking: All over
Intersection: Hwy 20 & Rice Rd
Last Reviewed: May 14th, 2015
Wingage Score: 80%
|BHON - May 2015
Overall - May 2015:
Overall: 80% - a good night, but fell short on a few things....(some were bad beer selections on our part)
Us: What beers do you have on tap?
Server: Uh...we have a list by the bar. You can go look for yourself.
When a place prides itself on having 26 craft brews on tap, I’d understand if you can’t recite them all from memory, but at least be able to recommend SOMETHING from the most popular ones.
Us: We’re too lazy to go look at the beer list, so lets pull it up off their website! Smartphones FTW!
Server: Uh yeah...our website isn’t up to date.
Well ok then. So we go walk over to the bar and take a photo of the beer list and work from that.
What good is advertising 26 different craft beers if you don’t actually HAVE many of them? McCausland’s Oatmeal Stout sounded good? Alas none to be had. Next choice, nope out of that too. Next...nope, but we have some fruity beers (that nobody likes probably). Disappointment.....
On to the Main Event....
BEER #1: - Silversmith’s Something or Other Stout Something.
Crisp and malty with a bit of a hoppy finish. Think we had this one at Kully’s last time too. Not a bad start.
BEER #2: - Some coffee porter fuckin shit.
Tasted like Rickards Red mixed with backwashed vomit. Sour and bitter. A mixed bag, some of the guys didn’t mind it but I could barely get down a whole pint.
BEER #3: - Flying Monkey’s SmashBomb IPA.
Hoppy. Real hoppy. Kinda like getting fucked in the mouth by a Christmas Tree. I enjoy a hoppy IPA, but didn’t care for this one at all....
BEER #4: - Some shitty lager
Our server recommended it. Tasted like Coors Lite mixed with Dog Piss.
On to the Wings....
First off, 11 bucks for 8 wings = good deal? Heh....no
Then they arrived....holy shit they were huge!! Sunnavabitch!!! Okay I guess we can’t knock them on the price then when each wing is a quarter pound on its own!
The hot and suicide flavours were almost identical, with a unique tangy sweet taste, but they were about as spicy as baby formula. Not a chance of ROFAR today. The jerk wings we ordered were about as bland as can be, with a weird brown-sugar glaze that you might find on Thanksgiving yams.
Points for the biggest wings we’ve seen in recent history, but they missed the mark in the sauce department. We would have liked them saucier and definitely hotter.
Finally, when the bill came we were pleasantly suprised. We were originally shocked at the prices for wings on the menu, but given the huge size it’s a good thing we didn’t order 50 right off the bat. The beer was reasonably priced and the pitchers seemed large enough to serve about 5 pints per. We even had $20 carryover to complete the evening.
Overall a decent place. Better selections of beers on our part would have helped so we can’t knock them for that. Wings would have been awesome with a bit more sauce and a LOT more spice.