My friend used to live in an apartment building across from this restaurant and every time we would get his car out of the adjacent parking structure, the siren scent of the chicken wings from Sweet Water would entice us.
The aroma was madness, drawing us to the structure's edge to get a deeper whiff. It nearly caused us to dash ourselves on the pavement below just to be closer to the source of such a magical smell. Ultimately, our choice was to try the wings or stuff our noses with wax whenever we went to the car.
Ahh! The glory of those chicken wings. Nothing created by man for consumption could surpass their perfection. Run, don't walk, to Sweet Water and don't even bother with the menu. Just order the chicken wings dinner and a beer. This temptation has a perfect reward.
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