You'll probably notice I don't post a lot of "light" or "low cal" recipes here at Dixie Caviar. It's just that when I cook, I prefer to use whole ingredients as opposed to processed substitutions, like low-fat cheese or sugar-free sugar. (Ew. Seriously, who likes that stuff?) And then I try very, very hard not to consume the whole pan of food that I just made. That's a little tougher for me. Needless to say, Walt and I are trying to incorporate some healthier meals into our regular dinner rotation, which means lightening up where we can without losing any flavor. Cause y'all know I need my flavor... and my fat.
I thought I'd start out with hot wings, because they are a true "man-pleaser." It was only when I started dating Walt that I experienced my first Wing Ding, and I've attended many since. (Have you been to one? Do you even know what I am talking about!?) I always love watching the boys try to create the ultimate wing sauce by mixing crazy combinations of butter, hot sauce, barbecue sauce, spices, and whatever else they can get their hands on. The fun part is that you never eat the same wing twice. But in actuality, my favorite has -- and always will be -- the classic Butter-Frank's mix. No substitutions, either. Any other brand just won't do.
Let me just say, my new-and-improved version isn't going to make you skinny. But. And there is a but. They aren't going to make you fat, either. Why? Because they aren't fried, which has its own benefits. One being that there isn't hot oil dripping from your ceiling. Another being that they aren't fried... Also, I've cut the amount of butter to just enough as opposed to the whole stick. So there's that. And to guild the lily, I created a zesty little "lightened up" Ranch dip that I find quite tasty. In fact, I couldn't quit eating it straight from the spoon. Oops, gotta work on that.
Okay, back to the wings. Oh my goodness they are quite delicious. Crispy on the outside, juicy on the inside delicious. Like, I ate most of them standing-in-the-kitchen-before-I could-get-a-plate-delicious. I actually declared them "better than fried" to which I received a strange glare from Walt. Well, perhaps not better than fried. But I guess it just depends on who you ask...