Fantastic buffalo wings, hamburgers, and fries, at prices that briefly made us question our decision to live in NYC 
On the other hand, we were tucked away at a little table by the window, as far from the bar as possible, and I still found myself wondering whether I should contact the Guinness Book of World Records. The male and female denizens of Maria’s collaborated to create a soaring cacophony of f-bombs, which surely should qualify them for some sort of record of note.
Best,
