The Eastern is one of my favourite pubs in Sydney, not only does it serve great beer on tap (Yay for Kirin!), but they have a killer pub menu. For some strange reason last night I was craving their Spicy Buffalo Wings – they are amazingly good (especially when you drown it in ranch sauce). The last time we were there I was happily eating my wings (drowned in ranch sauce) and was gripping it so tightly, in fear of dropping it, that my fingers slipped and it went flying across the table. Luckily I didn’t get any sauce on anyone but I did, sadly, loose that yummy yummy wing.

On my return to The Eastern last night, I made sure I didn’t make the same mistake twice. Keeping a hold wasn’t a problem, instead it was the spiciness. Oh my goodness. They were so hot! Even my friends who can handle chilli were saying it was really spicy. And I had ordered 2 plates because I was planning to eat a ton of them, in the end I could only down 1 wing. Very disappointing. That’s just the way the cookie crumbles, I’m never going to enjoy those buffalo wings ever again.

Because the wings were so spicily disappointing, I went back to the bar to order a feta and pumpkin pizza. I thought I was playing it safe with the pizza, no chilli in this one. It was really nice, but for some reason every slice of pizza I ate only had pumpkin and no feta. Grr. Still not satisfied.

On the final trip to the bar, Nat ordered me some beef nachos (Thanks Nat!) and another plate of buffalo wings (Whyyy…..?). After a string of disappointment I wasn’t really expecting too much from the nachos.

But they were fantastic! Though before I dug in I made sure everyone ate the jalapenos (no more spicy!). They were just what I needed to end the night – a belly full of sour cream. Yum!