There is only one way for Buffalo expatriates to feel like they are at home on a Friday night: Chicken Finger Subs. On a whim, Al, Eva and I went to Albertsons and got all of the necessary items. Less than an hour later, we might as well have been handed a hot bag of Jim's Steakout delivery. Baked to perfection.
Lee even came over to represent North Tonawanda so we had the right Northtowns/Southtowns balance going. AD represented the adopted native status from doing his time at UB. Next up: Beef on Weck.
