When Buffaloes Fly…recollections of chicken wings

By now most of you reading this know that I was born, raised, and in fact still live in the great city of Buffalo, NY. I moved away a couple times but have always found my way home. And while we (as a city) have an incredibly rich culinary tradition, we are—for better or worse—knownContinue reading “When Buffaloes Fly…recollections of chicken wings”

When Buffaloes Fly…recollections of chicken wings

By now most of you reading this know that I was born, raised, and in fact still live in the great city of Buffalo, NY. I moved away a couple times but have always found my way home. And while we (as a city) have an incredibly rich culinary tradition, we are—for better or worse—knownContinue reading “When Buffaloes Fly…recollections of chicken wings”