Equipment
- Grill
- Non-reactive bowl
Ingredients
- 2 lbs chicken wings unfrozen and cut into drums and flats
- 11 garlic cloves minced
- 2 limes for juice only
- 1 orange for juice only
- 2 tbsp tequila
- 1 tbsp chili powder
- 2 tsp chipotle salsa (store bought is fine)
- 2 tbsp vegetable oil
- 1 tsp sugar
- ½ tsp ground allspice
- pinch ground cinnamon
- pinch ground cumin
- pinch ground oregano
Instructions
- Place the wings in a non-metallic bowl or dish.
- Add all of the remaining ingredients to the dish/bowl ful of wings.
- Toss it. Shake it. Mix it.
- Put in the fridgeroo for at least 3 hours or more. Overnight works too.
- Get you grill nice and hot.
- Put the wings on the grill. Flip after 6-8 minutes.
- EAT THEM
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Brian Gerard (Lewandowski) writes books critics call "aggressively adequate"—better than "aggressively terrible" but somehow more concerning. He once traded a MetroCard for a pitchfork on a subway platform and now uses it exclusively for dramatic pointing. He lives on a farm outside Charlottesville, Virginia with three disappointed potted plants, a judgmental pig named Trouble McFussbucket, and a wife who smiles politely at his life choices.
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His first manuscript was composed entirely of punctuation marks and confused sketches. He's since published "Not Bukowski" (poems that don't rhyme) and "Slop and Swell from a Festering Mind" (essays so concerning that bookstores check on his wellbeing). He once spent three hours photographing a rare bird that turned out to be a plastic bag, and he's the only person banned from church bake sales for "weaponized brownies." Inheriting absurdism from Vonnegut and Adams, sprawling narratives from Irving, and weaponized failure from Moore, he writes about conflicted everymen struggling through supernatural chaos. He remains unconvinced that birds aren't surveillance drones.
More biographic lies...err...info.
See my Amazon author page.
His first manuscript was composed entirely of punctuation marks and confused sketches. He's since published "Not Bukowski" (poems that don't rhyme) and "Slop and Swell from a Festering Mind" (essays so concerning that bookstores check on his wellbeing). He once spent three hours photographing a rare bird that turned out to be a plastic bag, and he's the only person banned from church bake sales for "weaponized brownies." Inheriting absurdism from Vonnegut and Adams, sprawling narratives from Irving, and weaponized failure from Moore, he writes about conflicted everymen struggling through supernatural chaos. He remains unconvinced that birds aren't surveillance drones.
More biographic lies...err...info.
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