Blondie’s Wings

Blondie's.

It wasn’t until I went to college in upstate New York that I understood or appreciated the chicken wing. But since developing a taste for them, the occasional hankering comes up, especially in cold weather. With the recent cold snap, I find myself having the hankering. But where the heck can you get good wings in NYC? They are decidedly hard to find. Fortunately, there’s Blondie’s.

Uncharacteristically empty at Blondie's. No big game.

Blondie’s is a straightforward sports bar that gets pretty darn raucous on game nights. Going midweek in the latter half of the football season produced the empty tables you see in the picture above. Blondie’s is known not just for the extensive number of sports games on the dozens of television sets, but for its succulent wings.

The wings.

At Blondie’s, you order the wings by the 10. My companion and I started with 20, and wound up getting another 10.

A plump, juicy wing from Blondie's.

Apologies for the blurriness, but the relevant thing here is the amount of meat on the wing as compared to my thumb. As you can see, the wings at Blondie’s are plump and juicy. They’re very well prepared, with just the lightest touch of crispiness on the outside to provide a bit of tension at the start of the bite.

Delicious.

Two bites or more per wing, that’s a good thing. Many wing places just give you these anemic, little, scrawny mess delivery systems. Blondie’s wings are succulent, juicy and delicious. We got the medium sauce (wimps we were, but there’s still a nice heat to it) with some hot on the side.

And you shall know by the trail of the... wings.

Blondie’s is now my current go-to spot for wings. They’re known for them, and you can taste why. Recommended when you want to scratch that wingy itch.

Blondie’s Wings