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| - What I like about this place is that it's very obviously family owned. Each time my co-workers and I come here (which is a lot of times) I notice that it is the father or the son that rings us up. I think there might be two sons, but I'm not positive. Usually, the same person that takes our order cooks our food in a tiny, exposed kitchen, and there's just something kinda cool about that. The older Asian woman, who I assume is the cook's wife, is often sitting at the bar with her laptop and gets up periodically to help her husband (or who I assume is her husband) in the kitchen, and bus a few tables. It's nice to go into a restaurant, even a little dive down the street from my office, and experience a nice, well lit family place. I also appreciate that they have the news on most of the TV's, not some ESPN bullshit, and that it's CNN and not Fox.
The other thing I love about this place is that I can get a 16 oz beer for 2.50 which is a totally perfect lunch time beer. It's not a pitcher, it's not a tiny glass, it's a perfect cheap beer to drink on my lunch hour even when no one else wants to drink (which is most of the time cause they're like "ohhh you're an alcoholic, we don't drink on our lunch hour blah blah").
I always passed this place and always wanted to go in, not only because I heart wings, but because there's a big picture of a buffalo on the outside and that's just awesome.
As far as wings go, I can dig the ones here. I order the Atomic cause I'm literally insane about hot food, I love the delicious pain of the heat and I'm always trying to find the hottest stuff around. The Atomic don't disappoint, yet I would say that the Long Wong's suicide are way hotter, but that's not a complaint really, since most people are sane and don't enjoy scorching their mouth in hopes to FEEL SOMETHING. This is why I'm on Prozac.
I usually don't order the wings here, not because they're not good, but because sometimes I feel weird eating saucy meat off a bone in front of my co-workers. Like, I have to be fucking you to really show you that side of my disgusting self. So I've tried a few different things. I've gotten the mozzarella sticks a few times and they're pretty awesome as far as fried cheese goes. The fries are also always awesome, made fresh and hot and perfect and not all fancied up or done down, just fried potatoes made to order like it should be.
The worst thing I got here were the chicken nuggets. They were obviously frozen, kinda spongey, kinda gross. Yet, the next time we came here the nuggets were OFF THE MENU, and in their place were NEW CHICKEN STRIPS. Which, naturally, I ordered and were totally better, crispy, juicy, a little spicy. See, family places like this, they consult, they think, they know when shit sucks, and they fix it.
They have a lunch special which my co-worker orders EVERY time; six wings and fries and a drink for about seven bucks.
Buffalo Brown's can be a little off putting at first. It's pretty much always empty and the few employees (the family) don't exactly seem totally stoked about your presence, but they always deliver on quality and service. Also, there's a jukebox and a pool table in the back and while on most days neither of these items are in use, in fact they seem dusty, recently we were winging and beering here when a couple of people started blaring some hip hop music in the tiny, Asian family owned wing joint and it seemed bizarre, but oddly cinematic.
I think I even saw the straight laced Asian cook bobbing his head a little.
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