Buffalo Joe’s, you either love their buffalo wings or you hate them. Last night, my mom, her spouse, and my family were walking back from the Century Cinemaplex. We happened to walk by Buffalo Joe’s. Adam, seeing the brightly lit green sign, said, “I LOVE BUFFALO JOE’S!” So my mother, being the good grandmother that she is, decided to buy some wings for her beloved grandchild. Yes, it was 10:00 in the evening, but love knows no limits, even if the results of that love require a bottle of TUMs afterward. We had a double-order of spicy and double-order of mild, and everyone went to bed happy as clams.
I don’t know what it is about these wings, but I love them too! Yes, they are on the small side (but if you don’t like small, then why in the world are you ordering Buffalo wings?). Yes, they are sometimes a little dry (but chicken is a dry meat already). Yes, they are over-sauced (but is that a bad thing?). The combination of these small, deep-fried, dripping-in-sauce wings combined with a savory little cup of ranch dressing is a little slice of heaven for me. Having read the reviews on the wall of BJ’s, I realize that I am not alone in my assessment.
Michelle’s parents, like many other church-going folk, often have brunch after church at their favorite local eatery. It does seem a bit unconventional, but Buffalo Joe’s has become our fairly regular after-church excursion. And yes, we get the same thing every time: a double order of spicy and a double order of mild; two orders of waffle fries, and extra ranch (and celery). Mmmmmm.
Posted by Frank Yamada at August 21, 2005 04:23 AM