Excerpt from A Few Dead Men, a Chick Dick Mystery:
The Split Crow was packed on Friday night, as usual. Darcy and Archie were shown to a small table next to the railing that edged the raised floor overlooking the bar.
“I’m not really hungry,” Archie announced across the table. “Are you?”
Darcy looked up from the menu. She’d been salivating over the possibilities—calamari or roasted red pepper and feta dip for starters, followed by the burger platter or the seafood chowder. She hadn’t eaten since breakfast.
Wasn’t this a dinner date?
“I had a late lunch. I think I’ll just have a couple of Keith’s.” Archie kept looking over the top of her head, and she turned around to see what was so interesting. A poker tournament played out on the television hanging from the ceiling.
The waiter came by and took their order for drinks. “Anything to eat?”
“Not for me,” Archie said. “Dar?”
She should order whatever she wanted. It would be stupid not to. But she would feel even more stupid being the only one at the table eating.
“I’ll have the wings,” she said. “A half-dozen.”
“What kind of sauce?” asked the waiter.
The waiter gathered up the menus and left.
“You sure that’s all you want?” Archie asked. “Go ahead, order whatever you want, if you’re hungry.”
“I’m glad you came out with me tonight. I wasn’t sure you’d want to.”
“Neither was I.”
Suicide Chicken Wings
2 ½ cups Frank’s red hot sauce
2 tablespoons garlic powder
2 chicken bouillon cubes (or powder)
1 teaspoon pepper
½ teaspoon white pepper
2 tablespoons Tabasco sauce
5 ounces barbecue sauce (any brand you like)
5 ounces honey garlic barbecue sauce
2 tablespoons cayenne pepper
1 teaspoon chili powder
¼ cup butter
4 tablespoons brown sugar
5 lbs chicken wings ( tips removed & split in half.)
Mix all sauce ingredients in saucepan and heat to melt butter.
Deep fry wings in small batches and mix with sauce.
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