Roselli’s drive in search of Buffalo’s best wings made me hungry for wings more than it made me want to drive a Lexus RC 350, but that’s how these things go.
I had a co-worker once who, I shit you not, said bread and butter was her favorite food. I’ve never encountered some one so bland it was depressing.
Also now I crave wings. Friday needs to get its ass here, so I can go out to eat again.
What kind of person says bread and butter is their favorite food? Truly, there is no hope for humanity after all.
Anyway, I’m off to find some wings now. I’ll make do without the Lexus.
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