Right up the road was a place called Irish Times (I wonder why no one has ever come up with that name for a bar before [sarcasm]). The crowd was much more manageable so we decided to give it a go. We ordered a plate of traditional Buffalo wings, which were their only choice, and got to work.
Decent flavor, but
rubbery and salty - Pass
It was not a very good experience overall and we promptly moved on. It's possible we caught them on an off day, but there are just too many promising wing joints in NYC to find out. Maybe we should have just waited it out at Brother Jimmy's.