This little number is a 'Friday night with a movie' favourite. For that reason I make no apologies for the fact that you will need to purchase a bottle of Frank's Hot Sauce (Sainsburys stock it).
I first had buffalo wings in a bar in Toronto whilst on my gap year. I did not have ID so whilst everyone else drank margarita slush puppies I acquainted myself with the menu.
You will need
For the wings
1 pack (around 800g) of chicken wings.
For the Dressing
1/2 bottle Frank's hot sauce
30g (or a heaped tablespoon) of butter
1 sprinkling (to taste) of caster sugar
For the Dip
50g or so (around third of a pack) of soft blue cheese -I think St Agur works well
1/2 small tub of sour cream
A tablespoon of mayonnaise
1 small garlic clove crushed
a scant teaspoon of white wine vinegar
Left over dip can be loosened with a bit of milk and used as a salad dressing.
And lots of celery peeled with your veggie peeler and cut into batons
Now, Before we get going we need to have a chat. 800g of chicken wings will seem like alot and you will be really tempted (as I was the first time) to only cook half of them. DON'T! You will eat almost all of them in one sitting and the left-overs are awfully nice to find when grazing on a lazy Saturday afternoon.
Method
Cut off the scrawny wing tip of each chicken piece with a sharp sturdy knife, rolling your eyes demonically and yelling out "yaaa HA!" with each dissection if you must.
Tip the wings onto non-stick baking sheet and bake at 200 for about an hour turning once or twice. They may take less time they may take more - it really depends on relative plumpness. Whatever, I like them really crispy and that takes time. Tip into a large bowl leaving behind the fat, dress with the hot sauce and serve with the dip and celery.
For the dressing just heat up the remaining chicken ingredients in a small pan until the sugar has dissolved.
For the blue cheese dip just mix the ingredients well.
You can thank me later.
This is a blog for solitary diners of every sort. For gluttons and hedonists. For people who can cook, who think they can’t cook and for those who genuinely can’t. For those who get home from work early and those who get home late. Everyone. That said, it is not for the people who say “I forgot to eat”. HOW IS THAT POSSIBLE? These people, in my humble opinion, should be tied naked to the front of a gritter lorry and pelted with supermarket egg mayonnaise.
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