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| - GOD BLESS BUFFALO, NEW YORK!!
Ok, maybe I'm biased but I think my hometown has some of the best food in the nation. Having wandered west I have struggled through some pretty horrific culinary wastelands. Still trying to get over the horrible food in Colorado where people think Olive Garden is good Italian (insert hard eye roll here).
Vegas, no doubt, has great food but Naked City just became a weekly spot for me.
I came in just off good reviews. Looked at the wall - Buffalo Sabres, Buffalo Bills pics...hmm interesting.
Looked at the counter - Weber's mustard...hmm.
Next to the mustard, Chiavetta's marinade...hmm.
Sahlen's hot dogs? Ok what's going on here? It was like a Buffalo parade of foodie happiness. I ordered the suicide fries (yes not for the faint of heart), 10 hot wings and a half sheet of Naked City pizza! I figured I wanted leftovers!
After eating, I demanded to see the owner. Yes, he was from Buffalo. I hugged him like he was a long lost brother.
AMERICA, PLEASE, FOR THE LOVE OF GOD AND ALL THINGS HOLY - stop asking for ranch with your wings. It's blue cheese. It's always been blue cheese. You wouldn't have a peanut butter and mayonnaise sandwich would you? Don't ask for ranch - it's embarrassing - you should know better. It's wings with blue cheese just like it's peanut butter and jelly. Come correct and don't embarrass yourself. Thank you. That is all.
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