One of our many traditions that has mostly died out due to their specials changing and a lack of participation by many. Any available man would head to Buffalo Wild Wings and jam on 100 or so wings. The first couple times we had large groups. It has shrunk over the years and now its the 2 of us and 1 or 2 others if we’re lucky. This is where we started “Have you met Brandon?” and even got my dad saying it. Although we carried the HYMB to other places, BWW’s was the birthplace. Damn, now I’m hungry for Mango Habanero wings and a cold draft (whatever’s on special). Hopefully their menu gets great again and we keep going there.