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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 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 for 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 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 I'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 and they treated me to Buffalo wings from there, and I'd never had them before

in my life. In fact, I've never even heard of them before, and they didn't have to do much

to convince me to try them. And as they say, it was love at first bite. I was hooked on this

new taste sensation straight away. What I remember most about that first time experience was

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