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This is Lee Habib with Our American Stories, and we tell stories about everything here on this show, including your

story, send him to Our American Stories.com. That's Our American Stories.com. Our next story is a story

from a listener from Australia, of all places, and how he came to fall in love of the food

that is uniquely American, the Buffalo Wing.

My name's Colin Bettles.

I'm 50 years old, and currently I live in Sydney, Australia,

which is on the other side of the country,

about 4,000 kilometres or 2,500 miles away from where I grew up in Perth.

At age 20, in 1990, I set off from Perth before a working holiday in the United Kingdom. I found my way to be working in a bar in the London suburb of Kensington

where I worked in between playing cricket for the London Theatre's cricket club, among others.

And in that bar, we mingled with students from all over the world.

And, you know, we gained a different tuition on each other's worlds over a few beverages at the bar, of course.

And during this time, I made some very good friends.

So I didn't have any great conviction about where I was going to travel. And during this time, I made some very good friends.

So I didn't have any great conviction about where I was going to travel to while I was on my working holiday.

And so I decided to go to the US and visit some of these friends that I'd made while working in the bar.

And my first stop was to stay with a guy named James, who'd met who was attending a place called Colgate University in a small college town called Hamilton in upstate New York.

James lived across the road from a place called the old pizza pub.

Now my very first night that I stayed, they treated me

to buffalo wings from there, and I'd never had them before in my life. In fact, I'd never even

heard of them before, and they didn't have to do much to convince me to try them. And as they say,

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