Thursday, July 19, 2012

Baked Chicken wings with barbecue sauce

Hot wings! © Cookaroo 
My husband has always shied away from telling me what he feels like eating, except when he wants cake. That he makes no qualms about. But ask him what he'd like for lunch, chances are he'll make a face and run off to the other room.

Or if I call him on my way home from work, to see what he feels like eating, the answer is the same - day in and day out - I'll eat anything you feel like eating.

Fact is, he will too. If I feel like eating thayir sadam, he's happy to eat it with a side of aloo ki subzi. If I feel like eating fajitas, he'll help me chop the salsa. If I feel like eating Kashmiri - simple haak and Chaman Kaliya, he just wants it hot. Home-made burgers? Yes, please. Thai Curry and rice, but ofcourse.

Most days, I'm happy to make exactly what I want to eat. But then there are days, where a sandwich is enough for me, but not quite enough for him. So when I ask me, again, what he'd like to eat, he'd shrug and say anything.

Anything? What in the world does anything mean, I argue? Do you feel like eating kadhi chawal, egg salad sandwich, quiche? Sure, he says, anything is fine. That's when the screaming banshee in me takes over. WHAT DO YOU MEAN BY ANYTHING. Ok fine fine. Egg curry and parantha, he says.

This has been our ritual for over two years now. When he doesn't know what he wants egg curry and parantha seems to be the order of the day. Or if he's feeling particularly frisky, he'll ask for Poori and Aloo.

I have to be honest here, I'm not particularly fond of either meals. Pooris, are well, too fried for me and egg curry is too well, eggy. But this isn't such a bad thing, because then I don't really have to put my mind to making something to eat - a bowl of wheat flakes, banana and milk is just enough.

This works fine for lunch, but dinners, when it's just me cooking, "Anything" really doesn't make the cut. Instead it just makes me fumey and irritable. My mind starts playing tricks on me, and I call him till I can get an answer, or if epiphany strikes. But nine times out of ten, he and  I resort to his old favourite Spaghetti Aglio Olio with some seekh kababs on the side.

Sounds odd? Apparently it doesn't taste odd. In fact he loves, this spicy, herby, olivey pasta. The kebabs are just an added zing. Oh and also portion for one doesn't cut it, two might still make the mark.

These kind of days, don't happen to me much. Most times, I have a pretty good idea, what I'd like to eat for dinner or lunch. Most days, I'm happy to cook. And if I'm smart about it, I get the vegetables chopped/boiled/par-cooked or the meats marinated at brekkie time at home, so I just have to pop things in the oven, and voila dinner is served!

This is one such day - Chicken wings - since I had plenty of barbecue sauce left over, and some boiled potatoes in the fridge.

Simple easy, half an hour meal, that is almost always fun to eat. And really better than anything.

What's for dinner tonight? © Cookaroo 

Baked Chicken wings with Barbecue sauce
served with butter garlic carrots and mashed potatoes


15 chicken wings


For the dry rub
1/2 tsp mustard
1/2 tsp salt
1/4 tsp paprika
1/4 tsp herb of your choice
3 cloves of garlic chopped
2 tsp oil


For the barbecue sauce
1-1/2 cup Ketchup
1/3 cup Brown Sugar
1 teaspoon Dry Mustard
Tabasco To Taste


Additional /optional
2 tblsp Brandy/Rum



Directions

1. Rub the chicken wings with this mix. Keep aside for 10 minutes, or overnight.
2. For the barbecue sauce, add ketchup, brown sugar, mustard, and hot sauce in a mixing bowl. Stir together. Keep aside
3. Pre heat the oven to 190 degree centigrade, in a bowl take half the barbecue sauce and add brandy/rum to it.
4. Dip the chicken wings one at a time, and arrange on a baking try.  Pour rest of the sauce on top.
5. Bake for 30 minutes. Remove, carefully dip the hot wings in the sauce (the unadulterated version) and bake again for five minutes.
5. Serve hot with garlic aioli or make it a meal with mashed potatoes and garlic butter carrots.

I believe I can fly © Cookaroo 

8 comments:

  1. Hahaha, loved your post description, can perfectly relate to it.

    The baked chicken wings look absolutely delicious, i can eat them all & still have no ounce of guilt.

    http://shwetainthekitchen.blogspot.com/

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    1. :) Thanks Shweta! Good days and bad huh?

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  2. Just super delicious food :) and I think its a blessing to have a hubby who likes to eat what u make :)

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    1. I showed your comment to the husband, he puffed up like a pigeon. Thank you :)

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  3. I love your post and your frustration with anything feel like I can tear my hair out. Haha. As for chicken I will have it but we will have to go to restaurant for dinner.

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    1. :) husbands can be pretty dam annoying :) thank you mad scientist

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  4. LOL R...there is definitely something about men & meat! Love this recipe! Bookmarking it! Can see a happy hub at the other end; happy kids too!

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