I had the best wings ever at a bar in my neighborhood the other day. They were crispy, tender and dripping in a tangy hot sauce that set my taste-buds ablaze. It was fabulous and I've been distracted with a craving for more ever since.
I'd smear buffalo sauce on a pancake today if if I had both a pancake and buffalo sauce. Since I have neither, I'll settle for a bowl of cereal.
Monday, April 30, 2007
Craving the Sauce
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3 comments:
I love buffalo wings and bleu cheese dressing. I want some now, too, B Dink.
Wing Festival? Uh, hello? I'm there. Who's us and when do is this alleged festival?
Labor Day Weekend, Buffalo. Who? I don't know.
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