I love me some chicken wings. I really do. You can eat 'em with your hands. They're savory and spicy and fried in oil. They're a social food. Wings are meant to be enjoyed with a group. So when I found out the band was heading to Buffalo, New York, home of the original Buffalo Chicken Wing, I wept with joy. Sure we're only in town for about 30 hours and sure most of that time will be spent at a Holiday in on Deleware street but I'm still happy to be here.
Today we met with a fine man named Chuck, the program director and Buffalo/Niagara Fall's own WJYE. The good people at WJYE were kind enough to play our Christmas song (Baby It's Cold Outside/Baby Please Come Home) 30 or so times this past holiday season so we felt inclined to stop in and say thanks. They could not have been nicer or more genorous with their time. We played a few songs live in the conference and crowded in Chuck's office to talk shop.
Then we visited the original Anchor Bar on Main. Great place! The front of their menu is the actual original story of the very first Buffalo Chicken Wing in 1964 and they've been serving them ever since. They actually deliver wings over night to anywhere in the country which is something I will certainly take advantage of for a football game next season.
Tonight, we're live at the Sportsman's Tavern before we get a few winks and head to Long Island for a noon meeting tomorrow. That drive (7 - 8 hours) is gonna suck.
Keep it real peeps,
Josh
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