The Secret's In The Sauce
Every couple of weeks we have an impromptu chicken wing party at someone's house. It involves cases of beer and a migrating deep fryer. This week we decided to go all out and actually invite other people and call it "WingFest 2004!" in honor of a co-worker's birthday.
But when he didn't show up, we downgraded WingFest 2004 to "PizzaRollShindig... March."
(He's the only one who knows how to make the chicken wings.)
