Total score: 19.5 out of 50
We started off Wingnuts’ Hanover instalment, at the aptly named ‘Hanover’. After braving the ascent up Mount Hanover, we arrived at the top and were greeted with a great pub and an excellent Friday night atmosphere, the beers were pretty good as well, and this was looking good. The wings however weren’t worth the climb. They did have a good heat, but they had a slimy skin and when asked about provenance the guy told us that he “didn’t know, but was sure they were from a local organic butcher” – yeah course they were mate, that’s what they all say. To be honest, the best thing about them was the elaborate array of bowls for bones and cleaning your fingers that came with them, and we are sad to say that there was a wing left behind on our first venue!