Is my obsession with buffalo wings most likely very un-ladylike? Borderline masculine? Possibly. But that doesn’t stop me from searching the nation for the best wing.
Lately, my endeavor took me to Lincoln Park’s wing mecca, Bird’s Nest. I’ve heard from a few of my friends that this bar serves the best wings in the city, and maybe the country.
Well, I’d have to say that they weren’t the best in the nation. A few years ago I made the pilgrimage to The Anchor Bar in Buffalo, NY, the bar where the buffalo wing originated. This is where it’s at.
But, back to Bird’s Nest…
They were certainly delicious. I chose to get the original Bird’s Nest Hot Sauce, my friend ordered the Hot BBQ. The spice was definitely apparent, but the other sweet and tangy notes kept me munching far after I was full.
We also ordered the onion rings. Being that they were beer-battered, we were pretty excited about their arrival. Sadly, they disappointed; there was hardly any onion and far too flaky.
Besides the wings, this bar seemed like a fun place to hang out. Tucked away on Southport, it is in a cute neighborhood that was nice to walk through post my wing binge. My friend and I were shamelessly people-watching the entire time as we saw numerous groups “Sunday-Funday”-ing it. Has anyone ever watched a drunk person consume french fries? The way she was bending her wrists to get enough fries in her mouth. Alarming.
Overall, I’d definitely come back for these buffalo wings. Just next time, I’m ordering fries for my side. Everyone else seemed to really have enjoyed them. 😉