Ray's Original Buffalo Wings

5424 S 36th St (inside the Lemon Drop Bar)
402.884.5300
M-T: Closed
W-Sat: 11 am - 9 pm
Sunday: 12 pm - 7 pm
www.rayswings.com

All through January I had been hearing a radio commercial for the re-opening of this joint, a place that the commercial exclaimed was an Omaha favorite. I'd never heard of Ray's until these annoying commercials (I've heard this style of commercial before for another company, where the story is told through an inner monologue that repeats what the outer monologue says, but in a "funny" voice; it must be a stock "script" one of the local media companies has for commercials they produce; if you are a business owner looking to advertise, please avoid this style. All that said, it worked on me - I walked into the joint) and with the claims they made there, I decided to give it a shot.

I did a little research and found that they were, in fact, a pretty popular place in the 1990s, somewhere around the 96th and Q area (OWH, 11/6/14) but was closed because life and all that entails happened to the owners. Now they're back up and running in a quintessential South Omaha Neighborhood bar.

The set up there is not your usual one: you place, pay, and later pick up your order at a counter that is at the end of a short hallway behind the bar. I put in to-go orders two different days for lunch because the Lemon Drop Bar is quite literally only 3 blocks away from work; a quick jaunt through St. Mary's cemetery (to avoid Q Street) and I was there. The bar itself is rather small, with a pool table right in front of the front door, a well adorned bar (liquor-wise) but with only four beers on tap. It was quiet, but this was a particularly late lunch. This place definitely caters to locals, but this being South Omaha, you don;t have to be a local to be welcomed in. I was treated like a regular by (who I'm assuming was) Ray himself.

The first day I ordered 18 traditional medium wings (way too much, even for me) and the second day I ordered the fried mushrooms and The Big Mike Jr. burger (again, still too much, even for me).

Big and meaty stuff, here.

I picked the medium spicy wing sauce so I could get a good bearing on where they stand on the heat scale in general. I can, in fact, handle super spicy foods, but I usually opt for less spice because I don't like spicy for the sake of spicy. In other words, if all I taste is heat, then what's the point? I want the spice to contribute, not dominate. The medium sauce did just that, and the wings were big and meaty as well, which helped me stomach the $1/per that they charge. I also very much appreciate that they fry their wings naked, that is, not battered or coated like a certain bawdy chain that semi-recently left Omaha. There were but two regrets: I was only afforded one cup of dressing (for 18 wings?) and the wings themselves just weren't quite crispy. I'll chalk that last complaint to being doused in sauce and being served takeout. All in all, they were very, very good wings, and in an area of town that is in serious need of them.

A classic bar food I have a hard time passing up.

That next Sunday I was filling in for someone at the bakery making the bread, so I had plenty of time while it rose to test Ray's again. Fried mushrooms are one of those classics that will always order if I see it, which if you remember from a past review also includes Spinach Artichoke Dip. Fair warning: you'll see plenty of both of these classics being reviewed here; think of them as common barometers by with to measure different places. Ray's fried mushrooms are solidly good. They had a thick, crunchy shell outside that nicely held inside all the mushroomy juices which render out while being cooked. The shell was seasoned well enough to taste like something, but not enough to overtake the mushroom. Again, though, just one cup of ranch to dip them in. By the time I was finished here, I was almost full, but since I had a burger to taste as well, I soldiered on. These are definitely enough to share.

Kinda wish I grabbed a plate to put this on so you could see it better. It looked much more appetizing in person.

I ordered the Big Mike Jr. Burger as my main meal. Since the description for this says, essentially, "half the size of the regular," here's what the regular, The Big Mike Burger, reads like on the menu: 

2-8oz Burger patties, 2 slices of Pepper Jack Cheese, 4 slices of Jalapeno Bacon all topped with Sautéed Jalapenos, Lettuce, Tomato, Onion and homemade Sriracha Aioli

A half pound burger is plenty enough for me. When I put the two halves together, I was presented with this:

Sans the dollar bill; that's for scale. I wish I got a buck for every burger I put together.

If I learned anything about Ray's, its that you won't walk away hungry, but you might waddle away asking why you look those last five bites.

This burger packs a lot of powerful flavors, and very surprisingly, they all played very well with each other. The bacon was crispy, the burger was well seasoned, the cheese melted well, and all the spicy elements certainly let you know they were there, but didn't overwhelm the entire thing. This is a solid burger, and I'd love to meet the one who can polish off a regular Big Mike Burger.

All in all, Ray's is legit bar food. The wings are excellent. but you should not eschew the rest of the menu. They are a little expensive (with taxes and all, it was over $20 for 18 wings, and my burger and mushrooms came to just under $18 - remember, this was without a drink for either ticket), but you will walk away with an excellent, excellent meal.

Union Pizzeria & Sports Bar

3636 N 156th Street, Omaha, NE 68116

402.614.2755

Sun.-Th: 11am-10pm

F-Sat: 11am-11pm

http://www.unionsportsbar.com/

If you read my previous post, you'll see that I wanted to visit I Don't Care, but found out they went out of business then found out too late that they reopened. Well, I visited I Don't Care and found out they're a straight bar now, and they no longer serve food. Nearby, however, was a sports bar I've eyed for a while, so I took the opportunity to visit.

Union is a fine mix of DJ's Dugout and Mama's Pizza in atmosphere and food. There is a small arcade-like area to the right as soon as you walk in, and a dart board in the room proper to the left of the bar. The walls are surprisingly barren of sports memorabilia, save for a Doug McDermott jersey, a Creighton Bluejays neon sign, and a few CWS posters; but the TVs were plentiful, and even on this January Wednesday, it was still fairly busy. I was joined by my mother this time, and she was pretty happy with the atmosphere. She particularly liked the volume levels of the TVs: not too loud that you have to yell to talk to your tablemates, but loud enough to follow the action of the game.

We each ordered a salad, we got the fried ravioli as an appetizer, and my mother got the Chicken Parmesan Sandwich and I got a personal sized The Mobster pizza. All told, with drinks and tip, we were in the $40 range

Ugh. 100% iceberg.

When the salads appeared, we were greeted with a vegetable-rich bowl with iceberg lettuce. Well, at least the veggies looked and tasted fresh. The tomatoes were actually good, too. My mother loved the fact that the bowls were ice cold. I dunno, the salad was small but okay. At least my ranch wasn't Hidden Valley and my mom's Italian wasn't Kraft.

Fried pasta? Fried pasta!

Our basket of fried ravioli came next. We got a mix of beef raviolis and cheese raviolis. The breading was crisp and well cooked, and they didn't feel or taste greasy. I first bit into a beef one, and I was inundated with a stream of hot, erm, fluids that briefly burned my tongue. This happens to me all too often on these types of things, and I never remember to cut them in half first. My suggestion: cut them in half first. The beef ones were fine, though the meat was unremarkable. The cheese ones weren't what I had in mind when I ordered them. I thought they would be more ricotta filled than anything, but these were much more gooey than that, like a mozzarella mix of some kind. They were better than the beef ones, in my opinion.The marinara certainly wasn't the worst I've had, but they won't be winning any awards with it either. The good thing about it was it wasn't awash in basil, which seems to be a problem around these parts. Basically, it was passable, which was good, because we were about to be served a lot more of it.

Gooey sandwiches are the best sandwiches.

I didn't have any of the Chicken Parmesan sandwich, so I'll tell you what my mom told me: Really juicy, and well seasoned. It was pretty thick, however, like it hadn't been pounded flat enough or at all, which made for difficult eating. The marinara was the same as what we got with the ravioli.

The Mobster: think Meat Lover's pizza, but with all Italian meats.

Just by looking at it, my entrée brought me back to my Book It! days and Pizza Hut's personal pan pizzas, which was both good and bad; good nostalgic memories, but what did that portend about the pizza itself? After one bite, I can say not a damn thing, because this was pretty good stuff. The Mobster's toppings include, according to the menu: pepperoni, prosciutto, salami, Italian sausage, and provolone cheese. And my, my, my, was there plenty of all of those.

Seriously, look at that pile of meat!

Don't let the height of the pie fool you; there is proportionally very little crust, and what crust there is isn't bogged down by grease or undercooked. It was solid and crispy to the last slice. The marinara was, in my estimation, the same as the ravioli's which actually worked well with all the spicy meats that was included here.

All in all, Union is a good little sports bar that caters to families. I can see myself visiting again in the future for some pretty legit pizza and a brew. Now, maybe if Creighton basketball could put together a good game for once this year...