Wings and Pork

I come home from Italy with every intention of detoxing and ridding my body of wine and bread.

Does that look like detoxing?

Instead, I end up eating pork and drinking beer all weekend at homecoming. Despite those minor details I had a blast catching up with friends and watching the Demon Deacons lose at football. Repeating traditions.

If you were lucky enough to enjoy the picturesque fall day in New York and feeling as fratty as I was, you might have stopped by (or participated in) NYC Wingfest. My favorite thing (besides food and libations, duh) is fellow entrepreneurs, those who opt out of the nine-to-five routine, like myself.

I am happy to say that two of my favorite budding companies were this year’s official wing-competition (you may call it) sponsors; BroBible (where the Bro’s go) and Streaker Sports (vintage sports apparel).

On Saturday the third annual NYC Wing Fest was held at 79th Street Boat Basin with competition that included Harlem’s Dinosaur Bar-B-Que, R.U.B. BBQ, Wogie’s Bar and Grill, East End Bar and Grill, Wildwood BBQ and newly opened Tribeca Tap House. The winner for the second year in a row was Dukes New York which beat out Hill Country Chicken (also a new comer) by a slim margin.

Like I said, even when I’m trying to take it light, I’m still thinking about chicken wings, beer, tailgating and fun. I thought summer was for constant booze and food. Guess I was wrong, it’s fall.