A delicious wing stop in the heart of Shoreditch, Orange Buffalo have topped many a food stall!
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We (unbeknown to the amount) ordered two of the ‘Original’ Wings and one of the ‘Woof Woof’ Wings. 24 wings between three! What a big mistake 😂 The wings were so filling that we took doggy bags (no pun intended 🤪) home, which consisted of about 75% of the food! To top that, we also ordered three lots of sides... clearly we eat with our eyes and not our stomachs 🙂 We would definitely return here though, and Orange Buffalo have now opened a restaurant in Tooting! No proper ratings for this place as it was more of a street food takeaway stall, but the food was a strong 7.5/10.
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The Orange Buffalo

Online it said they were open and I travelled an hour to come here and they were closed! We left crying.

Whoever says money can't buy happiness obviously never been to The Orange Buffalo. I was gonna say "best wings in London", but I'll take it a bit further and say it's the best food in London! Walking distance to orange buffalo is the top one requirement when I'm looking for a flat.

This is it. This is where it starts and where it ends. Perfectly cooked wings with fantastic sauce. I'd be calling myself a liar if I hadn't eaten close to 1000 wings from these guys this year and boy does every one taste as good as the last.

Stuck in lockdown and I'm still dreaming of this place. I was there four years ago, the last time I had a sesh in London.  I remember it like it was yesterday...

Me and the boys had been on the juice all day and, quite simply, we were ravenous. We foolishly ignored the usual decent eateries, despite running on (mostly alcoholic) fumes and in serious need of some sustenance. But we must have known our purpose - we had ascended beyond the realms of boring, normal food. We sought God-tier.

We were close to collapsing, the other food places far behind us as we dragged our tired, hungry bodies down the next street in our desperate efforts to complete our quest. We rounded a corner and our eyes were instantly drawn to a glowing sign: Chicken wings. Were our eyes deceiving us? Could it be a mirage? It seemed real enough. This could be the one, lads.

A jovial wizard popped into existence, greeting us with a smile as warm as a thousand suns as we pulled ourselves up to the level of the bar to peruse the menu. It was wings, or wings. That was it.

We didn't need any other options.

The wizard explained the variety of sauces we could pour over the crunchy delights. We started with the tamest, mildest of the sauces. We were in heaven. What flavour. Such texture. Meeeeaaaaaatttt.

We ended up trying all the sauces. The hottest one almost killed me. Totally worth it.

One day I will revisit this gift from the gods. One day I will once again sample delights that are beyond compare. I hope again to see my friend the wizard and shake his hand. I hope the chicken is still as crunchy as it appears in my dreams. I hope.

We will meet again. One day. Once this all blows over.

The chicken at all of our stores is Halal. We do serve alcohol.

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