Last weekend I found myself needing to eat in the east village arts district of long beach at 11:30pm. Went to the long beach cafe, which is pretty much a diner. Ordered the wings and got one hell of a treat: the meat fell off the bone like they had been roasted for four hours. Serioulsy, they eat like baby back ribs. And the sauce is very very good, even if not mind blowingly good (but -warning- it does not look appetizing, just looks poured on at last minute). But who cares: the meat is amazing and the flavor is gorgeous. Yes, that's a gorgeous wingflavor.
(In my regular neck of the woods, I hit up ye rustic inn for the winged need)