No Guts, No Glory, No Wings—Enter the Cook-Off Today

Guys, I am always looking for something new to do, and that's great. But there are some events you have to attend every year. They're required. Okay, maybe not required. But definitely encouraged.

Sometimes, it can be hard to find something he and I both want to do, because our interests partially overlap. I'm a person who loves to watch cooking shows and try new recipes all the time. He is..... not what you'd call a kitchen wizard.

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I mean, he’s not banned from the stove or anything.  He can throw down a decent stir-fry, and the man can grill like he's auditioning for a BBQ reality show. But for the most part? I’m the one doing the cooking. He’s the one doing things like fixing the Wi-Fi, assembling furniture I swore I didn’t need help with, and lifting boxes labeled “definitely not that heavy.” You know... classic Fiancée Tasks™. He just... doesn't LIKE cooking. He can do it, but if someone else actually likes it, he'll leave it to them. Or order something.

Now, to his credit, he does have a few dishes of mine he gets genuinely excited about. I make a “fancy” ramen.... by which I mean I toss in some veggies, an egg, and cook the noodles in broth like a functioning adult. (If you’re still using plain water... sweetie. Upgrade your life.)

But his ultimate favorite? My chicken wings.

Which, let’s be honest, are not some secret recipe passed down from generations of wing wizards. It’s basic seasoning, oven magic, and love. (And maybe a little baking powder.  But that part's a secret.)  But NJ? He acts like I trained at the Culinary Institute of Chicken Wings. The man is a chicken wing connoisseur. Not in an annoying, “let me talk about wings for 30 minutes unprovoked” kind of way—but he knows what’s good, and he really knows what he likes.

So this upcoming event at the Liberty Center? Oh, it's basically calling his name in buffalo sauce.

But here’s the thing—somebody’s gotta make those wings, right?
Who are the brave souls ready to toss their drumsticks into the ring and serve their best to the hungry, opinionated masses?
It could be you, my saucy friend.

If you’ve got the wing skills and the guts to face the public (and maybe NJ), it’s time to step up. There are only 20 spots for competitors.  Call 660-827-3228 and reserve your grill spot now—before someone else steals your glory (and maybe your secret dry rub).

Wingly yours,
Behka