Starting tomorrow,Â She Who Must Be Obeyed,Â He Who Will Not Be Ignored, and I are taking a well-deserved vacation. We’re driving out to Chicago by way of Cleveland (Rock ‘n’ Roll Hall of Fame, Lola restaurant), spending a week sightseeing and eating (Next, Publican, Boka, and various hot dog emporia), then returning by way of Buffalo (Niagara Falls Â and wings at She Who and He Who’s insistence, respectively. I’ll take notes and photos, and may post a few quick updates. I also intend to settle once and for all whether BuffaloÂ buffalo BuffaloÂ buffaloÂ buffaloÂ buffalo Buffalo buffalo.
Our road music will start with the classic “Going to Chicago Blues,” a version performed by Lambert, Hendrix, and Ross with the Count Basie Orchestra and the immortal Joe Williams, from Sing a Song of Basie:
Feel free to come north for beer, cheese, and brats. (And Bolzano Artisan Meats).
If not, tell me what you think of this French/Vietnamese bakery:
Remind me: Where is “north”?
The bakery looks good, but we probably won’t get to it.
I am so envious, please report fully on Next? The coincidences don’t end, not only do I live near your old ‘hood, but I went to college at University of Buffalo. Which wing emporiums will you be gracing?
Next will be a full blog post when I return, but if you’re on Facebook, I’ll be posting some of the photos.
We’re in Buffalo for less than 24 hours. In deference to He Who Will Not Be Ignored, we’re having wings at the Anchor Bar, and lunch the next day at The Silo in Lewiston.