I had a hankering for wings over the weekend. Actually, I hanker for wings far more often than that, but I just happened to be at the grocery store when this particular hanker began, so it was an easy hanker to satisfy.
Wow. I just used the word 'hanker' three times in a sentence. Is that a record? Try it sometime, it's not as easy as you think...
I like to grill my wings, rather than deep fry them. Grilling them over wood imparts smoky flavor to chicken, as oppposed to deep frying, where the only flavor to be picked up is the delightful essense of the Mrs. Paul's fish sticks you threw in there the last time you used it. No, thanks.
I grilled these with our Survival Spice™ barbecue rub, low and slow, to render out the fat and get them nice and crispy. In a skillet, I whipped up a "kitchen sink" sauce of butter, Frank's Red hot, Tabasco, Sciracha, hot chipotle bbq sauce, and more Survival Spice™.
Quick toss in the sauce after the wings were done, and life was good.
Don't ask me why I cropped the photo so close, there was just something mesmerizing about the glaze on the wings.
Cook anything good this weekend? Give it up!!!
Grilling is the only way I go with wings anymore. One thing I like to do is brew a sauce similar to what you did (maybe soak a pierced habanero in it) then layer on sauce as they go. I don't know if it does any good, but fire on the sauce seems to bring it along a bit.