The Agony of Defeat

We were supposed to have some folks over to eat wings and catch a bit of the game on Sunday, but that all fell through when I got sick. I ended up making a half-hearted attempt at throwing some wings together in the oven (of all things).

I’m not even going to share the recipe – save that it involved pomegranate molasses and much disappointment.

The Verdict: ★☆☆☆☆
Do you ever think that some days your only purpose on earth is to serve as a warning to others? This was one of those days. Nasty, hot-oil burned taste from the oven plus a sour marinade. This was not one of my finer moments.

Why not zero stars? Well, they were still wings after all. Not rutabagas. We ate almost all of them anyway.

6 thoughts on “The Agony of Defeat”

  1. Just found your site over at Lea Ann’s and decided to stop by for a visit. I’ve had those not so good items to blog about as well. We cook lots of similar items, so I’ll be back.

  2. Hope you are feeling better soon. We have been fighting it off too. Well, not successfully, we’ve been trudging through the flu is a more accurate statement.

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