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Seven Quick Takes: The tastes of Buffalo

I grew up near Buffalo, NY.  While living there, I would never have considered Buffalo to be a mecca for unique foods and culinary delights.  Little did I know.  Now that I have been anyway from the area for YEARS, I have come to appreciate Western New York's Culinary Uniqueness.  I am amazed that there are websites devoted to Buffalo foods so that those of us who have been transported somewhere else can still enjoy some of the tastes from home.  And here are 7 of  them:

1. Chiavetta's sauce

This is one I had not even really missed until my parent's brought some down for my hubby's graduation party.  Chiavetta's sauce is really just a marinade. But a really good one!  I remember driving around the local roads of WNY and seeing firehouses and churches have weekend Chiavetta's BBQs!

2. Ted's Hot Dogs and Hot Dog Sauce

Growing up in the Buffalo area (and having the Dad I do), hot dogs were a staple in our diet.  And Ted's Hot Dogs was a regular family night eating out.  Until I left, I never realized that hot dog "restaurants" were unique to the WNY region and that not all hot dogs are created equal.  Each time my parents come to visit, they are usually armed with several pounds of Sahlen Hot Dogs and Ted's Hot Dogs Hot Sauce.  Apparently, not all hot sauces are created equal either!

3. Pierogi and bunches of other Polish foods
Pierogi, Chrusciki, Placek, Bobka (With extra icing.  My grandmother ALWAYS asked for extra icing!).  Cannot pronounce these names?  Do not worry, I had a Polish grandma, so these were staple words in our vocabulary growing up.  But, I have been shocked to live in many regions of the country where Polish people do reside, and these foods are NOT common, except for the pathetic pierogi version that can be bought in the grocery store freezer isle.  

4. Beef on weck

This is a roast beef sandwich on a roll, a  kummelweck roll to be exact.  Do not know what one is??  It is a hard roll, with sea salt and rye seeds on top.  And the roast beef?  Definitely NOT Arbys.  It is so much better.  Picture tender, medium rare beef slices and on a nice fresh roll.  So good!

5. Buffalo wings
I know everyone has heard of Buffalo Wings!  And I am proud to say they got their humble beginnings at Anchor Bar (link has story of how they got started) . . . right in Buffalo, NY!

6. Sponge candy

I still remember the dish of the squares covered in chocolate at my grandparent's house.  I miss this sugary, crunchy, light as air treat!

7. Weber's condiments
Horseradish mustard, Picalilli sauce.   Yummy and still staples in our refrigerator!

Are there any foods that you miss from where you grew up?

Have a great weekend!

Comments

  1. So funny Katie!!! Both my parents grew up in Buffalo and my all time favorite is sponge candy!!! I have never heard a non family member who has heard of this treat...now I know who to ask to get it for me! We also love Beef on weck a favorite growing up! Can't wait to share this blog with my family!

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