There we were, after realizing that Sparky’s was no more, we were left with a hunger for something more. We weighed our options. Luckily my Alma mater had supplied us with something to consider, a $5 all-you-can-eat buffet, wings included! Mama’s Pizzeria it was, I don’t even remember seeing something as exciting last time I was in Vegas (they do have a location in Laughlin)!
Rolling the dice, off we drove to the south, winding through small streets and lurching over speed bumps. When we arrived, the special was plastered all over the windows, I didn’t feel as special. The clientèle ranged from large to larger, it felt like I was at an Arby’s. The friendly, but portly, proprietor explained to us how things worked while sliding around and never once leaving his wheeled computer chair. The ignored salad bar, pasta troughs, greasy riblets, pizza, and soft drinks (only w/ coupon) were all included for the small fee.
Wing review:
On to the wings. Upon first glance I was a little confused, where were they? These were like the veal of wings, and were really small. We hustled some onto the plate and headed back to the table. Upon first bite, we noted their lack of crispness and how cold they were. Further munching lead to potentially deadly shards of bone being dislodged. The sauce was definitely mass-market swill from a large bucket. These were listed as BBQ Devil Wings, so I inquired, as I did not sense the presence of BBQ or the Devil. It was explained that the Devil wings are small when compared with their off the menu wings. Quite a complicated description was given of their two-tier wing system, still no idea where the BBQ came into it though. Our round friend rolled into action and barked an order at one of his staff to fix up some wings in the BBQ riblet sauce. They came out hot, somewhat crispy when compared with the first, but they still looked vestigial. When we were done it looked like a catacomb. Our plates were a graveyard of bones. We had to ask ourselves, how many tiny little chickens had to die, and for what? They also stocked nuggety little ‘boneless wings’ that I neglected to sample.
The pizza was average for a buffet, they did cook any requested topping combination we requested. The most interesting item other than the wings was the cheesy garlic bread. It had a processed mozzarella on one side and a macaroni and cheese sauce (minus the macaroni) on the inside with a hint of garlic throughout.
Bottom line: Go with a coupon, $5, and a dream of feeding your face. Don’t go expecting a good wing. The place is proof positive that it is difficult to die in the US of starvation.
Many thanks to our good friend & guest reviewer Jonathan Sacks.
