When people who don’t know me find out that I work in food, they sometimes mistake me for some sort of hoity-toity culinary snob. They assume that I’m out dining at the hottest new restaurant whenever I’m not cooking elaborate meals at home. Little do they know, that couldn’t be further from the truth.

While I enjoy fine dining establishments and restaurants with Michelin stars, I’m just as happy – sometimes even more so – to grab a meal at the random pub down the street. My favourite thing to order? Buffalo wings. The main reason: They’re nearly impossible to mess up. A great Buffalo wing features crisp skin with juicy, succulent meat, but even a mediocre one is still pretty good thanks to the bright, vinegary tang and mild heat of the sauce that makes it hard to stop at just a few.