On one nice Sunday evening my dad asked if I wanted wings for dinner. I said “yes” and he asked, “How hot?” I replied back “hot”, not knowing that he was going to pull out the secret habanero sauce he’d been waiting to use and drench the wings that would be sizzling on the pan. A few hours later he pulled out the wings that had been thawing in the refrigerator. He started to cook them until they were ready to be fried with the hot sauce. He asked me, “You sure you want them hot?” I said, “Yes dad.” As they were being coated with the hot sauce on the frying pan, the aroma of the sauce started to make its way toward my innocent nose as I was doing my homework that was due the next day. I looked up at my dad while he was cooking. At the time he was pouring more death onto the wings, the smell was burning my nose hairs. I went back to my homework and I heard my dad say “come eat.” To be continued.
Hot wings vary from store bought to being cooked at home. Some people like them mild, while others like them H-O-T Hot! Here’s a little story I would like to share with you about my journey of trying to survive while eating plates of my dad’s hot wings.
On one nice Sunday evening my dad asked if I wanted wings for dinner. I said “yes” and he asked, “How hot?” I replied back “hot”, not knowing that he was going to pull out the secret habanero sauce he’d been waiting to use and drench the wings that would be sizzling on the pan. A few hours later he pulled out the wings that had been thawing in the refrigerator. He started to cook them until they were ready to be fried with the hot sauce. He asked me, “You sure you want them hot?” I said, “Yes dad.” As they were being coated with the hot sauce on the frying pan, the aroma of the sauce started to make its way toward my innocent nose as I was doing my homework that was due the next day. I looked up at my dad while he was cooking. At the time he was pouring more death onto the wings, the smell was burning my nose hairs. I went back to my homework and I heard my dad say “come eat.” To be continued.
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Susan Moore
11/29/2011 02:55:56 pm
Wyatt, what happened? Did you survive?
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Mrs. Pierce
12/4/2011 05:19:09 pm
heehee I think you, your Dad and Troy need to get together for a hot contest! I wonder, though, how hot were they??! Nice writing, Wyatt!
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Marnie Graham
12/5/2011 01:56:35 pm
Yes, did you live to tell the tale? I'm on pins and needles...reminds me of the old days where a tv show would end with "to be continued" and you had to wait a whole week before the show aired again to get the rest of the story. How long will you make us wait?!
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