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Carey AALBC .com Platinum Poster Username: Carey
Post Number: 1763 Registered: 05-2004
Rating: N/A Votes: 0 (Vote!) | Posted on Friday, March 13, 2009 - 02:14 am: |
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TWO THUMBS UP AND TWO FEET TOO! Boy, let me tell y'all something, dem negros tore through them wings. I put my foot in them babies. Look, I know when I posted something about food on this here board, somebody was gonna come running. I had to laugh at all the people that said they just had wings. Troy said he had just knock out about a dozen of them. I could smell'em on my screen. A_womon came out of her slumber carrying the hot sauce. I knew when I said chicken, she'd come a runnin'. But just like a black women, she was late . Kitty hit on something that I heard earlier today. I bought the whole wing and I was about to cut off the tips and my girl looked at me like I had just slapped her mother. In a slow serious voice she said, "what are you getting ready to do with that knife". I asked her what she was talking about. She said, "I know you ain't cuttin' off them tips" ...."people LOOOVE them tips". So I put the knife down. Cynique mentioned something about white people and wings. Shyyyyt, there was some white folk that I had to run away from the wings. For real, I DIDN'T EVEN KNOW THEM! See, there was this one white lady that was part of the thang and I guess they thought it was a party for everybody. When I asked them what they were doing they said, ...eatin' wings *lol*. When I politely said it was a private little thang, a couple of them grabbed another piece and walked out. Listen, I had on a sports coat and tie so I couldn't get ignorant and it kind of made me feel good that they loved them wings. Here's what I did. I cooked the wings three different ways, taking all of y'alls advice. I don't normally use seasoning salt but it seems like others like it. I did use garlic powder but NOT TOO MUCH. I'd never heard about the float thang but when them babies started swimming at the top I was like a fisherman standing on the banks of the Mississippi River pulling in cat fish. You know when someone sets out food, somebody is gonna be late and gonna be mad. This one sister, BIG SISTA, got there a little late and when she came through the door I told her that there was some food in the other room. Her face lit up. But man, that chicken was gone when she got there. She started looking around the room like somebody was going to give up some chicken. Really, she looked at this one sista that had made her a to-go plate. Why do people do that? Ain't you suppose to eat the food right there. Anyway, the big sista asked the "little" sista how many wings she had under that napkin. It got ugly. She got loud and asked if she was suppose to get full on the cold slaw. I ain't got to tell you the rest of the story. You know what happened to those wings under that napkin . But ain't Troy like most black men in America. You say cook some chicken and here they come talking like bubba from Forest Gump ...I frys it, I's bar-b-cues it, I stew'em, bake'em ...I's is The Wing Ding Master *lol*. If you are wondering about ol'girl, here's how that went down. She was going to accompany me on this thang. So I told her that it didn't make sense for her to get in the kitchen and end up smelling like chicken. She said she had thought about that and had brought along a set of clothe and would take a shower after we were done. Dang, what could I say then? Well, I told her that I had a couple of shirts in the cleaners that I had to get out and she could pick them up for me and I'd get started on the chicken. She said she would help me clean the chicken and if "we" had enough time she's go get the shirts. I think she was trying to make sure that I didn't mess up something ...like cut off the tips. Anyway, "we" got started and before she could drop a pinch of salt on anythang, I looked at my watch and said, "Man, look at the time, you better go get those shirts". She looked at me kind of funny because I already had my clothes laid out ...shirt and everything. She said, "OOOOOOH, you don't want me cookin' yo wings". I looked at her with this stupid look on my face. She said, "that's okay, I didn't want to cook yo stankin' wings anyway". She went right to the shower, after throwing a wing on the table. Yawl got me in trouble. Thanks Y'all, you made my night a success! Ol'girl was alright, she ate some of the wings too ...and loved them. Carey Carey |
Ferociouskitty Veteran Poster Username: Ferociouskitty
Post Number: 659 Registered: 02-2008
Rating: N/A Votes: 0 (Vote!) | Posted on Friday, March 13, 2009 - 09:17 am: |
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See, Carey...THIS is blogging! ;-) |
Libralind2 AALBC .com Platinum Poster Username: Libralind2
Post Number: 1203 Registered: 09-2004
Rating: N/A Votes: 0 (Vote!) | Posted on Saturday, March 14, 2009 - 11:09 am: |
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What she said LiLi Bringer of the "Floating Wang" |
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