As if today couldn't get any better -- Boston Restaurant Talk says Buffalo Wild Wing is coming to Boston (erm, well, Danvers). While I'm just three pounds away from my weight goal, I will make an exception once this opens and pig the motherfuck out on sweet b-wing goodness. There's one in Florida I hit up with my parents (though thankfully not the past two times I've been down there) and I'd love to swap out the college sports bullshit at that one for some all-out pure-blood New England sports representation. Wikkid siked khed. What's next this month -- Suede reunion? Scott Stevens comes out of retirement? Lola learns how to cook? Jesus...
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