Before Niagara (and I know I’m talking out of sequence, but I’m still a bit touched by the lack of sleep—roll with me), we stopped for lunch at the original buffalo wing restaurant called the Anchor Bar. Apparently, it’s where those little fried fuckers dipped in blue cheese got their start. The Story. Hence the name “Buffalo” wings. For those of you also touched by lack of sleep or otherwise, it’s not actually buffalo meat they fry, but chicken. I have to say they *were* some of the best wings I’ve ever had. Check out the drumstick hat Dip bought. She ended up wearing it to dinner that night, too. I told her it looked kind of funny, but that butch just didn’t care. She’s still wearing it today. Her head hardly fit into the car...
Anyway, after we both stole naps, we headed to Talking Leaves, the big queer bookstore in town and met the owner John. We weren’t sure if anyone would show—I mean we’re 3000 miles from home for christsakes—but DAMN did the dykes of
Our next reading is tomorrow night (Friday) in Rochester. Spread the word!
April 25th
7pm
Equal Grounds Coffee House
750 South Avenue,
April 26
1pm
Lavender Inkwell
April 27
4-8pm (show at 6pm)
Doubles II
29 Church St.
April 30
7pm
Oscar Wilde Bookstore
May 2
10pm
May 3
1:45pm-1:55pm
North Hampton Pride
North Hampton, MA
May 4
1pm
Pride & Joy Books
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