Atomic Wings

We have every reason to believe that Buffalo natives will find these radiation-orange wings totally acceptable and fully satisfying. One, because a team of female football players tested a hell of a lot of NYC wings for us and said so. And two, because the ones here are a big, sloppy, wicked-hot, deep-fried mess, served at every level of intensity (mild to hot for the sane diner; abusive to suicidal for the less so). Of course, this is sit-on-your-ass food, so Atomic Wings gets extra points for having five convenient locations (with delivery).