For years, my husband tried to get me to go out for wings with him. Because I’m so sensitive to spicy food (like, uncontrollable hiccup fits sensitive), I was convinced they would not be for me. Guess what, guys? For the first time in my life (har har) I was wrong. I LOVE wings. I love buffalo sauce. I love dipping those delicious little suckers in blue cheese dressing while sipping on a cold Strongbow. Clearly, this reality was not possible during our Whole30, so we had to find a stand-in.  Continue reading →