I showed up at FOTM sometime around Nov 2006. I was hired (I use the term loosely) as a part-time cook. From what I can tell, my resumé landed in the wrong pile and I ended up on the schedule...I've been here ever since.

First Concert Fitz of Depression @Fusebox/Mixed company, Columbia, MO September 1994
Sauce Pick  Can't go wrong with El Nino.
Menu Pick  Any variation of the oriental salad, preferably with chicken.
Words to Live By  Liking Guns 'n Roses is better than not liking Guns 'n Roses.

I grew up in the greater Pacific Northwest. I enjoy long walks in the rain and feasting under the grey skies. I started working at FOTM in 2005.

First Concert My parent’s band, The Ducks, in 1979. A lot of mullets, muscle T’s, and cut off jean shorts. I was 3 or 4 at the time and loved every minute of it.
Sauce Pick  3 way tie between X-hot, Buffalo Nam, and El Nino, AKA “MouthBlazer” sauce.
Menu Pick  Buffalo Chicken Sando with fries. I think we have the best fries in town easily.
Your Should Know I wear black on the outside to mirror the sadness in my heart caused by all the lost souls out there who couldn’t finish the El Jefe Challenge...

On a particularly cold evening in 1997, I found myself in concert with Smashing Pumpkins at the Metrapark Arena in Billings, Montana. It would take me years to realize that this event had nothing to do with why I moved to Portland, where I finished my BS in Business, and started a family.

First Wing March 9, 2008--Interstate location from fryer two, twelve minutes. 
Sauce Pick “Famous Spicy Peanut”
FOTM Mission Admiral of Customer Happiness, Front of House Vizier, and Retailer Extraordinaire. 
Kick Pick Soccer for FOTM Brewing Co. and flag football.

Having never fully recovered from a glass-shattering Metallica concert in my freshman year, I took the midnight train from Georgia and discovered mountains of fresh powder, beer, and that my soon-to-be wife was on the train with me. I fried my first wing in June of 2007, tossed it in Jamaican Jerk, and haven’t looked back since.

Beer Pick  Saucy Goat
First Concert  Metallica 
Meadows Run  Private Reserve
Menu Pick  Jamaican Jerk wings  

I was born at sea, carried to term by a hermaphroditic blue whale and lofted aboard a dory boat by a rookery of cantankerous albatross. After a few years of land-scuffing and chimney-swabbing in Homer, AK, I hired a romp of saltwater otters to pilot my boat south while I shilled landwards for a gang of card-and-dice-swindling elk. Eventually my toe-webbing retreated, and in 2001 the spiny-finned caudax nefariously bejeweling my coccyx was seized by mounted police during Kid Rock’s encore set, leaving me little choice but to walk south from the Tacoma Dome, landing at FOTM eleven years later.
 

First Concert: Jonas Brothers, 2002
Home Port:  Pacific City, USA  
Menu Pick:  The Emma

Some years ago--never mind how long precisely--having little or no money in my purse, and nothing particular to interest me at sea, I thought I would drive about a little and see the western part of the country. With luck, my carpet-bag and I struck land at FOTM.

First Concert The Rustic Overtones
First Wing 2008 Burnside location
Author Pick Anyone but Melville, whom I absolutely will not tolerate, due to whaling rights and such. 
Sauce Pick Jamaican Jerk
Beer Pick Shocks of Sheba. It pairs splendidly with Fried Pickles or Fried Oreos, depending on my mood ring.

Born on the third floor of a two-story hay barn, I spent my childhood herding chickens and forklifting superbales into upscale and unreachable places. After a brief run on the pageant circuit I found my true calling atop a unicycle: serial museum-art toucher, and cicerone to Portland’s bottom-brow whiskey shops. In 2013, after a life-and-game-changing Nickelback concert, I decided to trade in my pleated unicycle shoes for some fryer tongs, and I’ve been serving up Portland’s best wings ever since.

First Concert Raffi, 1991.
Favorite Painting: Bad Route, Miguel Calderon.
Sauce Pick  Bourbon Chipotle