While out with a couple of my friends for some wings 'n beer, i made the comment “MMMM, deep fried goodness!”, to which one of them replied “what do you mean?”
He was not aware that wings are deep fried (99.3742% of the time) Neither were my other 2 friends.
So i’m just wondering, is this a relativley unknown fact, or are my friends simply unknowing twits when it comes to bar snacks?
I actually did not know that wings were fried until just about 2 years ago, because I had a recipe to make them at home, and they were baked. Don’t knock your buddies because they didn’t know they were fried… they were probably mislead because they don’t have that golden skin/breading that most people associate with fried food–all that glorious sauce covers it up.
You can get almost the same golden color from a grill. A light coating of oil, a dusting of flour, a hot grill, umm. Brush on you favorite sauce. I’m partial to using Chinese red pepper paste, sesame oil, honey, and few other things. It’s not quite 7 in the morning and now I want wings!
Well, the thing is, they AREN’T deep fried 99.3742% of the time. A great many wings are baked, and I do see grilled wings here and there.
The wings at the Kingston Brewing Company in Kingston, ON, are baked, and they are indisputably the best chicken wings for sale anywhere on the planet.
THE only way to make wings is to deep fry them puppies.
Most people can’t figure out how to get a good wing recipe going because they bake the wings.
Chicken should be fried, dammit.
Damn…I’m hungry now.
Defrost 'em…fry 'em…soak them in sauce. Search anywhere for good recipes.
AND PUH-LEASE: GREAT chicken is FRIED chicken.
Proper wings are deep fried, then baked.
mmmmmmm, wings. wings, wings, wings! the finest part of a chicken. greasy crispy succulent good. the best bar food on the planet. i like em fried or grilled, but baked makes em mushy. anybody that serves em with ranch instead of blue cheese, well, theyll be first up against the wall when the revolution comes.
at my last bbq, i got 25 #'s. half of em i marinated in sweet soy, orange juice, ginger, garlic, sugar, sesame oil, a touch of sambal. the other half i marinated in a bottle of nevis (west indies) home made hot sauce, made by mrs eulalie b williams, and a zortload of garlic. grilled em to smoky perfection. yeah!
Indeed, tasty wings. Nothing like getting a few dozen intact wings, hacking them into the appropriate size, and serving them in a big pile for a football game.
Joe Senser’s Bar & Grill in southern Minneapolis apparently has a decent offer - during an NFL game, a plate of wings is only $3.99. I expected the plate to be a pitiful 8 to 10 wings, and was pleasantly surprised to find over twenty buffalo wings greeting me with a “Hello, eat me!” look.
Feel the burn.
Fried, fried, they should always be fried.
I first met wings in college at Syracuse back in the early 80s as they were just taking off. Every Friday at one of the dining halls on the other side of campus was “wing night”. Dare I say some of the best wings I ever had came from a dining hall? Well they did, dammit, with cheddar fries on the side. We’d polish off dozens at a time. The best wings came from a local joint in town…I think it was called Ventura’s…we once called them up and taunted them that their wings weren’t so hot, that they couldn’t make a wing hot enough for us, twice as hot as their hottest was half as hot as we wanted them, etc. When the order arrived and we set out the six dozen wings or so before us, my eyes started watering with my mouth. The pain was “exquisite” but way too hot for me. My friends however, chowed down, soaking up the excess sauce with bread, and proceeded to shit acid for a week.
mmmmm…wings. I actually had a double order for lunch just yesterday!
The best wings I have had to date have come from the Alehouse in Troy, NY. Every Thursday they have $1.99 dozens.
They have BBQ, mild, medium, hot, and atomic. Lord help you if you think you can eat a dozen of THOSE babies. I have seen it tried dozens of times, and thus far only two people have finished. God-Damn they’re so good, I want them right now! Hey, it’s Thursday! Too bad I don’t have a car and they don’t deliver.