Buffalo Wings

That's right... today they had buffalo wings for lunch, so I decided that I would forgo the guarantee of satisfaction with a 'safe' meal for the experience simply so that I could write about it to all of you...

In the pan under the heat lamp they looked pretty good... just the right color red with some chives and onions and peppers mixed in to suggest that they would be not too spicy, but still have enough flavor and kick to satisfy. He gave me six and then asked me if I wanted sauce with it (in German of course) and I said yes... thinking he would pour more hot sauce on them, but he didn't. Instead I got the same sauce that they used for the pork cordon bleu yesterday... apparently they had some left over and though it would work well with hot wings.

I paid and went to the table and sat down with everyone, with a big grin on my face. I immediately notified them of my intentions to post this on my blog... after all, that is the only reason I was risking my only real meal of the day on buffalo wings in Germany. I wasn't the only person that got them at the table, but I was the only one eating them the correct way... with your hands. Everyone else were using forks and knives to pry the meat off the bones... looked like a lot of work. So I picked up my first piece... got a few funny looks, and went to town...

Surprisingly, they weren't horrible. Good level of spiciness, but not enough flavor... they tasted kind of like boiled chicken with a little salt and paprika on them... which is probably what they were. I managed to finish all six, with no ill effects. I have to say, I am pleasantly surprised for once, but I'm not saying I will ever get them again... unless I have no choice.