Don’t trust foods with WOW in the name

When I went away to college, I went away to college. Not far, but I embraced college life with full gusto. I lived in the largest dorm in the country (used to have its own zip code) at the largest university in the country.

College holds so many new experiences, even beyond the underage drinking and the harsh realization that no one cares if you don’t do your homework. I loved it. I was all “Wow! College!” These were my people. And the closet authority figure was our resident assistant down the hall, who was wise beyond her years and OMG so old at 21. (Engineering major. You know the type.) (Or was it microbiology? Hell, I don’t remember. It was nerdy.)

In that new school year, I made new friends, went to frat parties, dated a boy, ate in the cafeteria,…I even studied now and then. But it was in that cafeteria, specifically in the “late night” meal time, that my friends introduced me to the wonder that was…Wow Rings.

“You haven ‘t even been to Jester Late Night?”  They made it sound like some kind of deep fried comedy hour.

So in the interest of seeing what the fuss was all about, I decided to check out this Jester Late Night phenomenon and experience these Wow Rings for myself.

Picture this: Chicken. In ring form. Breaded and deep fried, like a nugget, but so totally not. It was a ring.

A Wow Ring. Because WOW.

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Neon colored baby chicks, also unnatural.

It became a bit of a ritual. A few nights a week, my friends and I would sweat it out in a few games of racket ball in the gym across the street, then in order to make up for all those calories we just burned, we’d stop by the cafeteria and snag ourselves some Wow Rings and fries. Probably a soda too, because we were nineteen and HFCS wasn’t even a blip on our radars.

They were sinfully delicious, but we had no regrets. We nommed on those rings like we had the metabolism of a marathon runner, who ironically wouldn’t even be caught dead anywhere near a Wow Ring. They were little circles of heaven, breaded and deep fried, and dipped in even more liquid calories. Ketchup. BBQ sauce. I introduced everyone around me to the magic of dipping things in ranch dressing. We probably would have dipped them in straight up lard if it tasted half decent.

And let me remind you that it was dubbed “Late Night.” It was the fourth meal long before Taco Bell snagged that hellacious tag line. It didn’t even open until 9 pm, and you can bet that about 87% of the Late Night occupants needed a little Visine. (If you know what I’m saying.) (And I think you do.) (Don’t you?)

Which pretty much explains why when I went home for the summer and resumed my retail job, one of my super thoughtful co workers exclaimed, “Well, Leigh Ann looks like she’s put on a little weight since she was last here!”

WOW indeed.


Also, do you remember Lay’s Wow Chips? I do. So does my toilet. 

Also also, don’t Google images of Wow Rings unless you want to be inundated with images of rings from World of Warcraft and OMG nerrrrrrrrrdsssssssss!

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    1. I strangely don’t remember the desserts! None of it was really all that good, but there were a ton of choices. We never missed chicken fried chicken night though.

  1. Resident WoW nerd has something going on at midnight tonight, apparently. 🙂

    (Resident has-a-crush-on-Iron-Man nerd will not be getting the Avengers DVD at midnight tonight because of only 5 hours’ sleep last night, otherwise it would be extremely tempting…)

    1. I say nerd with all endearment! My husband isn’t a WoW person, but he is a bit of a gamer. And I LOVE the marvel movies!

  2. If I read your earlier post re Bloggy Boot Camp correctly, you grew up in Dallas. That’s where I went to college. Yes, our wow food was Snuffer’s cheddar fries — dipped in ranch dressing and the occasional extra sinful Lone Star Donut Cake. LSD is no longer there, at least my last visit. But I did make it to Snuffers for some of those fries. Yum.

    1. Oh, every time we go back to Dallas I say I want to go to Snuffer’s, but since we’re usually only there such a short time, we never make it! Those cheddar fries are the best, and you can’t eat them without the ranch.

  3. Oh, how I loved the WOW food group. And? I never regretted it the next morning, if you know what I mean. I must have a stomach of steel, at least on the interior.


  4. I have nothing to compare this too… community college does not have a cafeteria! Maybe a vending machine or two….

    I do know that anything that is supposed to be meat does not come in ring format… that’s probably the mom in me saying that though. The 19 yr old would eat them w/o a 2nd thought!

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