Holy Hot Wings, Batman!

Forget that they're messy. Forget that you never look like a lady when you're elbow deep in blue cheese dressing and red sauce smeared across your upper lip. Forget that finger lickin' just isn't elegant.

Chicken wings are plain awesome sometimes. Add a simple six pack and you've got a meal and entertainment for at least, oh, half an hour.

Scott, S&B, and I waxed poetic on the beauty of hot wings last night while enjoying Pint Night at Flying Saucer. Though I've tried Hot Chicken at the famed Prince's and I've enjoyed the fried goodness of chicken tenders at Otter's, I just haven't happened upon any hot wings thus far in my two-plus years in Nashville.

So last night's discussion has made me reach out to you, dear blog readers - all six of you!
If you know of any awesome places to dig in, get your fingers dirty, and eat celery only because it's drenched in dressing and hot sauce, send them my way.

For those outside of the Metro Nashville area, feel free to send out your favorite local spots.
(I'll throw out one from my NC days - Phifer's Chicken in Statesville, NC. Ate quite a few in my high school years.)

Ta ta for now,
E

Comments

  1. I never quite "got" wings...too much mess and work for too little meat.
    But, I DO like the bleu cheese part....
    :)
    L

    ps--surely there are more than six of us!!

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  2. Yeah. I don't know of any non-chain places. Buffalo Wild Wings is the place that I occassion when I get the infrequent urge. There's Wing Basket--never been there. Wing Street--never been there. Eh. I crave them once a year or two...not often enough to have a favorite place. Sorry.

    If you had asked about baked brie I coulda been more help. :D
    J

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