My senior year of high school my friends and I started a tradition of getting together on Thursday nights to watch Friends. We would cuddle up in my friend Seth’s basement and order in pizza and wings from Galla’s. This was before my dreaded Celiac diagnosis. My parents wondered why I was coming home Thursday nights doubled over in pain and woke up every Friday morning vomiting. At one point my mom accused me of being pregnant which A) would have been impossible and B) does not make sense since my “morning sickness” only hit me one day a week. Years later when my Celiac was discovered my mom first shed a tear since I had such stomach problems for so long. She felt terrible that as a mother she couldn’t figure out what was wrong. She then apologized for accusing me of being prego all those years ago. “Don’t worry mom, I forgot you even did that” I said to her in a soothing voice. In reality, I didn’t forget and I would have most likely casually and back-handedly brought it up at some point. But good old mom beat me to it, and I so appreciated it.
But I digress. I’m here to talk about wings. Seth and I decided it would be a good idea to order the hottest wings possible and have a contest to see who could eat the most amount of wings without wiping our faces or hands. Sweat filled our brows, our lips burned and swelled, tears welled in our eyes and on Friday mornings not only would I wake up and vomit, but I would go to school with a faint orange ring around my mouth – stained from hours worth of chicken wing eating and no clean up.
To this day, I still love a good chicken wing. I made this wing recipe for super bowl and it was a huge hit. The base of the recipe comes from Bon Appetit. In this case, I doctored it down (not up) and cut out just a few ingredients and changed some of the measurements to make perfectly crispy, baked chicken wings. Plus, it’s gluten-free and since they are not fried, these babies really aren’t too bad for you.
Next time you eat chicken wings I urge you to take the wing challenge and bask in the orange-ring glory the next day.