Wings, wing-dings, wings!

As my hubby, James, expounded in a previous post, we adore buffalo wings. Mild, spicy, atomic spicy, seasoned with Asian inspired spices, sprinkled with old bay, or simply naked. My father-in-law affectionately calls naked wings, "wing-dings." I just like saying wing-ding. Admit it, you do as well.

Honestly, I just love anything that involves frying and chicken. But alas, I'm not getting any younger and eating healthier has been on my mind. So have I banished buffalo wings from my diet? Hell no! Here is just one of my health conscience wing recipes. It happens to be my husband's favorite! A word on my recipes, usually I just wing it (sorry folks, couldn't resist), so apologies in advance for the lack of exact measurements. Just have fun with it.

Austin's Wings

chicken wings (duh)

lemon

honey

butter (the real stuff, none of that low fat spread BS)

Texas Pete (substitute at your own risk)

Salt & pepper

Red pepper flakes

Preheat oven at 400 degrees. Spread baking sheet with foil if you like, and spray baking sheet/foil with some kind of non-stick spray, I use Trader Joe's canola oil spray. Arrange wings on sheet, season with salt, pepper, lemon juice, red pepper flakes. You can season the other side of your wings when you flip them mid-bake. Whack them in the oven for, oh, about 20 mins. Then flip them over and finish cooking until you achieve the golden brown you desire, say another 20 mins. This may seem excessive, but mama likes her wings thoroughly cooked and crispy. While the wings are baking. Mix Texas Pete, honey, butter, a bit of lemon juice in a medium sauce pan. So this is where it's all about preference. I like more of a glaze so I reduce the hot sauce until I achieve a thick, rich consistency. If that's not for you, add more hot sauce and simmer instead of reducing. I LOVE butter so I tend to be liberal with it, if you bulk at the thought, then don't add as much. Although, in my humble opinion butter tempers the heat and adds a creamy dimension, so don't nix it altogether. Same goes for the honey. My hunny likes his honey so I add a generous portion. Whew! This is getting LONG. After the wings are done, toss them in your delicious glaze/sauce. Serve and devour!

And, what to drink with your tasty wings? I like a refreshing white with a bit of fruitiness to dual with the heat. Since it is summer, my adult beverage of choice is Rose. If you are more into reds, try a plump, fruit-forward, red Zin, or a blend with your next buffalo wing feast.

Yummy in your tummy,

Austin

It taste soooo good, but so very bad

I got a craving for a chocolate milkshake.

Usually it's a constant craving that longingly aches from deep inside. You know the kind, the unrelenting digging into your core, that is never quite satiated until you acquiesce, and then you feel disgusted for consenting to its demands.

Just like they say, never give in to terrorists (unless it's an 8 month old baby, then you're at her mercy). Once you do, they know you'll be their puppet for life.

It's the same with Doritos, or as I like to call it, "Orange death." I know how bad it is for you. I know I should stay away. But once I see that bag, I am undeniably drawn to it. You start off having "just a couple of chips," and then something happens you're not aware of. Subconsciously you've already decided that you're finishing the bag, and you're not even cognizant of it. You happen to look down and notice, my gosh, the bag is empty. How did that happen? And then the guilt pangs start springing up, not to mention the stomach grumbling in revolt of all that processed food.

You do that and you can start to identify with a crack addict. That horrible need.

Let's get back to that chocolate milkshake, shall we? The other day we got lunch at Chick-Fil-A. I got the #1 meal and I upgraded my drink option to get that dubious, chocolate milkshake. Buwah-haha!

The trouble with these fast food milkshakes is the same as making a deal with the devil: you start getting what you want, but you always get screwed at the end. Upon first sip, you notice the incredibly thick and rich textured feeling of the creamy, chocolatey goodness. It almost seems too good to be true. But with each subsequent trip to the sipping straw, the flavor begins to reveal its true artificial calling. It's all synthetic. It's all processed. It's HFCS.

Check on the link to see the actual page-long list of ingredients:

http://www.foodfacts.com/food/Beverages/Chick-Fil-A%20Chocolate%20Milkshake%20Large/58671

Whatever happened to just ice cream, milk, and chocolate. I've never once made a milkshake at home, and asked my wife, "Do you know where the carrageenan and the polysorbate 60 is? I'm making milkshakes and it doesn't taste the same without them."

If you're looking for a nice, healthy alternative with your wine, let me tell you about the one we had for dinner last night: the Pircas Negras Torrontes.

Organic. Fresh. Ripe. Very tasty white from Argentina. So flavorful, yet so crisp and easy to drink, this white will quickly wine you over and become that good tasting addiction that you can feel good about (without any guilt pangs the morning after).

Come on in and try it. You'll be glad you did.

James

When in Rome, drink as the Romans do

Austin left the shop early yesterday, not only to take care of our little one, but also to start making a delicious dinner for us: Lasagna.

So, she tells me to make sure I bring home a bottle of wine to complement it (like she has to tell me, hmmm).

The way I figure, if were having Italian food, we might as well go ahead and do it the right way, and have an Italian wine. They go hand in hand. Scrumptious pasta. Flavorful vino.

But which one?

I'm perusing our Italian offerings on the shelf. Eyes scanning left and right, up and down. So many good wines to open and enjoy. When my eyes slowly settle on a wine that's been gracefully aging and developing its interesting character, and is now begging to be savored. It wants to be opened and driven, to tell you a story, and to take you to a different place. It wants to show you all that it has to offer, with a flavor profile that is distinctly unique, yet familiar.

Albino Rocca Barbera D'Alba "Gepin" '04 ~ $26.99

Oh, sooo good. So worth the wait. The flavors are deep and gorgeously layered, with hints of menthol, black cherry, and dark, ripe fruit. The oak has been so integrated that it seemlessly blends into the soft, luscious juice.

We still have a few bottles left in the shop, waiting patiently for someone to take it home. Patiently waiting to please you.

James