Wy’s Story

I grew up in Upstate NY. A surprise, I'm sure! Rochester to be precise. In 1980, one of my high school friends and I began to become regulars at a little bar & grill called Hitchcock’s on the east side of the city. They had buffalo wing specials on Monday and Wednesday evenings. We would go and sit and discuss the issues of our youth and the order of the day over an order of wings. We would wait in anticipation until they brought the wings out and then with our mouths watering, we would slowly sink our teeth into this culinary delight. No sooner had we eaten a wing when we would both verbally begin the rating process. Crispness, taste, size, non-greasiness! Ahhh, Heaven!

Upon going to college at the University of Buffalo, I quickly began to scout out the best wing places there as well. When low on gas funds or without a vehicle, my two best friends and I would often brave a twenty-minute walk in sub-freezing temperatures and a couple feet of snow to walk to our favorite wing eatery. Rootie's Pump Room, the best in Buffalo at the time, to be warmed by the culinary heat of an order of Buffalo wings. Ahhh!

Ever since then wings quickly became my favorite food. While I lived in Rochester I consumed wings on average 10 meals a week; at different places of course. They were easily 75-80% of my diet then. I quickly began to know where the best wings could be found in Rochester as well as in Buffalo where I still spent a significant amount of time over the years. A rating system used to hang on my refrigerator rating the varying wings around the region in the most important categories: Taste of course, heat/flavor balance, wing size (not too big, not too small), whether they’re cooked crispy enough, enough sauce, etc. Today, I still keep tabs nationwide. More...