Ding! Ding! Ding! At least in Houston, you get ranch all the time with wings. I hate it. I have finally found a bar down here that not only does pretty good wings, but also gives you a boat of bleu cheese dressing with it. BW-3 down here offers ranch by default. You have to ask specifically for bleu cheese. That seems to be the norm.

So I'd say Houston is in the running for ranch weirdness HQ on the wings front.

And, yeah, ranch is so full of fat. When I succumb to the temptation of dipping say, a fry, in ranch dressing, I say, "Could I please have some fat to dip my deep fat fried fat in?" Yeah.