What hasn’t been said about Buffalo Wild Wings, the epitome of wing excellence, sitting atop the tallest ivory tower in Foodom? I was weary of this place for years. I thought it was a hole. A certain kind of hole, the kind that things come out of, not the kind things should be going into.
I finally changed my tune when I found out they fry their wings in tallow, only to later have my heart broken by Bobby Parrish and his insidious green thumb of approval (or disapproval). So what you’re saying is that both natural and artificial flavors are bad for me? I can’t live like this! RFK couldn’t have come quick enough to remedy what ails me. Anyway, enough of that business, so says Mr. Morrow.
The recent trend in all these chain dining restaurants is to have a digital layout of the space so they know where to Amber Heard you around. When I go in now, I run away from the entry check-in stand and look to see where I want to sit. I don’t care about what is good for them, I want to know what is good for me. I don’t care about efficiencies or how many tables Karen or Steve has. I’m Veruca Salt and I want it now.
On this visit, I deferred to my son who was left defeated when our hostess directed us to one unseated table to complete her Tetris puzzle block of placement and win her manager’s approval for “Most Sauciest!”
His hesitation to push back on the seating choice had everything to do with our hostess, who stood about five feet tall but commanded the Danbury location with an iron fist of efficiency and unshakable determination. Her rolled-up sleeves revealed full-arm tattoos that seemed to carry stories of pain, struggle, and maybe even a flicker of hope for a better day. If wings ever needed a guardian angel, she was it. You just knew she wasn’t about to let a single ranch cup go unaccounted for.
It’s always hit or miss with the servers. We have had some great ones and then we get some schlubs. Our server today was known as TT, TT the cookie making aunt, and she was super sweet. She even offered to make us cookies next time we came in, but we had no way to let her know when we’d be back.
We always ask how many flavors we can get and it’s always six on thirty wings, one flavor per five wings. Our family staple is Salt and Vinegar. My wife enjoys Buffalo Mild and daughter Judy likes Barbecue. Then my brother and sister in-law are the wild cards. They check out the new flavors while still paying respect to the classics. No matter what we ate, my brother was getting something later so did it matter, did it ever matter?
We get sodas and they come in giant plastic glasses and they keep them flowing. Coke Zero or is it Pepsi, then the seltzers. Don’t you ever forget the seltzers! If you are married to an Italian from Westchester County, they always have a seltzer with lemon. No water. Not now. Not ever. And sometimes we just tell them, “Get a pitcher!”
The wings are small to medium sized and always cooked perfectly. We asked that they come “Crispy”. The cafeteria dining tray we receive with the flavors and a separate tray for our blue cheeses, carrots, and celery are always welcome sights. We knock down the first thirty and order another thirty. There are also some American burgers ordered with fries. The American Smash Burger they have there is what you want when you get a fast food burger. It is delicious and probably good for you. Probably.
Final Verdict: 8.15 out of 10
Some of the best wings around. You know it.
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