"Blackbird’s in Astoria is the kind of neighborhood bar they put on postcards: a winter refuge decked out with Christmas lights and a jukebox. But most importantly, their wings are perfect. With a scientifically sound sauce-to-wing ratio, these babies retain that elusive, crispy, crunchy crust no matter how much tangy sauce they’re drenched in. The heat levels range from “honey bbq” to “nuclear,” which is only a tad hotter than the rest, despite the dramatic name." - neha talreja, kenny yang, willa moore, will hartman