My Aunt Jorie has been concerned that the birds that visit her bird feeder have flown the coop. I told her it’s too cold and they come in the morning and evening. Well, that wasn’t good enough, so she called “Wild Wings” and started talking to them about the bird food, feeder, types of birds, etc. When Aunt Jorie took a breath, the lady on the other end finally got a word in and said, “I’m sorry, this is a restaurant”. My aunt called Buffalo’s Wild Wings!