A plate of chicken wings seduced me.

And so I will return to Bimbamboo, a new restaurant in Boulder, for those fowl sirens alone: crisp, hot, nearly incandescent with flavors of soy and garlic, ginger and chile pepper and sweetness. I tore into one, and found it difficult to stop; I could have eaten nothing but chicken wings all night; I woke up the next morning thinking about them. Bimbamboo’s “Seoul Style” chicken wings are the fried-appendage version of crack cocaine.

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