If It’s Buffalo, It’s Got to Be the Anchor Bar

I imagine not many vegans or vegetarians wander into the Anchor Bar hoping for a pick-me-up. The place where Buffalo chicken wings were born when the owner’s son and some friends showed up late one night and she didn’t feel like doing much more than throwing together some ingredients she had on hand is a must-visit if you happen to be swinging through Western New York. The Brawny Sherpa had never been there; we were driving from Rochester to Niagara Falls; we’d just have to stop.

I leave meat politics at home when I go to places like this. I had a salad; he had the wings; we both left happy.

—Lori Tripoli