I stopped eating at the golden arches after learning about pink slime. I stopped eating at a lot of places after that.

However, if I want wings, I wouldn't go to a burger joint...just like you wouldn't go to KFC for a pizza.

There isn't a decent wing joint in Western PA, but there is in Dayton, Ohio, so that will make the move a bit more easy on me. There's a place called Fricker's in Dayton that has some great breaded wings that are then sauced up to a wonderous level of bliss.

I pretty much prefer the wings we make at home...from a recipe using Frank's Red Hot sauce, melted margarine (oleo) and Kraft Honey BBQ. They're never too hot, always tasty, and we never seem to make enough of them. I've blasted through a 20lb bag of wings with the wife and kids (and their friends) and there's never any leftovers.

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