For the moment, I was able to look past the absurdity: partially because I was hungry and needed to get my grub on before moving on to dessert (shakes and Vegan Treats!) and also because part of me thought that the small cup was a kind of joke. So tiny, how could it be serious? Really! Ha ha, good one.
Anyhoo, we had no idea what to order; how often do you find yourself in a vegan fast food joint? Slightly overwhelmed, we decided to go for a bunch of old favorites.
so good! Certainly the other cheese was fine, but who needs fine when you can have stupendous Daiya? Yes,
Foodswings has four varieties of chicken drumsticks: buffalo style, barbecue, southern fried, and sweet southern fried barbecue. I normally only eat chicken wings about once a year from Red Bamboo, but I couldn't resist trying the southern fried drumstick: Battered & Fried; I hadn't had crispy fried chicken in decades. (Yes, I know I keep using the terms "wings" and "drumsticks" interchangeably; who cares when they're not real appendages?)
Ain't no thang but a chicken wing!
The especially cool thing about the Foodswings' wing menu is that you can order however many you want (even one!), or a combo plate that includes 3 wings and a side. The side is huge, but I think it should be 4 wings & a side because how are you supposed to leave one out!? Anyhoo, the southern fried drumstick was authentically crisp just like I expected; definitely a very good choice. One oddity, though: there was some weird sauce slathered on it when I expected it to be dry. The sauce was nice and tasty, but I couldn't put my finger on exactly what it was...or why it was there.* Then again, I wouldn't hesitate to place a repeat order, so what do I know? In other news, doesn't my bite mark look like a sideways heart? Yikes! I've been tweeting too much, <3! *It would seem that I accidentally received a buffalo drumstick. I have since seen the southern fried and will need to get one in my belly pronto.
Even I couldn't eat like this all the time, but it was a nice divergence from the norm. If, like me, you overindulge and find yourself too full for a shake right away, don't fret. Simply take a walk and come back. But whatever you do, you must have a shake.
While we were eating I noticed quite a few people coming in for takeout and taking shakes to go along with their food order; sweet! But wait, what was that? Some of them had that teeny size! Crazy much? Honestly, two sips and I'd be thinking, NEXT!? I don't know, Foodswings, this is a mystery to me. At least label it "kiddie size" or something in order to maintain your street cred.
Do you need me to clarify that we had two larges (one each)?
I knew going in that I was having The Tank shake: Chocolate Ice Cream, Peanut Butter & Cookies (I know, right!); it's the one on the right with the "T" on the lid. As a fellow fan of Terri's version, VM took one look at the menu and immediately chose the Butterfinger shake: Chocolate Ice Cream & Chik O' Stiks. I don't know how she does it, but after I deliberated over my choice for weeks, at a moment's notice she managed to pick the superior flavor. It was crunchier, sweeter, thicker, and I'd even go so far to say colder (maybe that part was in my head), but it was definitely THE shake. Go get one! But remember: if you get a small I'm going to laugh. Or cry, whichever. More shake for me (take that, Sip)!
So Foodswings is exactly what they say it is:
vegan (score) fast (yep) food (yum).
I do want to point out that it's counter service: the gal at the register is super friendly and nice and sweet, so you should definitely tip her a lot because she could just as easily be an eye-rolling, snotty, punk, hipster, but she's not. The entire place is no-nonsense, the cooks are super fast and efficient, and I can't imagine they serve anything that you wouldn't like. The end.
P.S. Their Daiya chicken parm sandwich is ridics.