Hot wings.

Wrapped in bacon.

Dipped in homemade ranch.

Yes, you read right.
Two thoughts occur to me: 1) There is a planned outing to Charlotte, in the near future, in which I will be visiting Kevin, Jeff, Brian, TPD, possibly both Matts, and others of that ilk. It occurs to me that there could be no finer food for me to prepare and serve to my ( Read more... )

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