Wings. But not just any wings, no. Some of the best damn wings ever. Made by Amish people.
i thought those people only built barns n' shit
also, pray tell what ''da bomb'' is??
Theres an indoor farmers market here, it used to be a grocery store or a roller rink, something like that back in the day. Big, empty. Now its The Market. Fuckin place is great. Its all mom-n-pop booths. Produce, bakery, meats, candy.
Anyways, a large portion of the players are Amish. Some sell the butchered meats, some have baked stuff. Amish make excellent stuff, they don't give a shit about salt and fat, they cook it to taste good - and they live to be a hundred. Their chicken is the best, hands down.
I don't know a whole lot about the Amish groups, but I think some are more hardcore than others. These still wear the garb, but they obviously use cars and electricity. They Do raise barns, you can hire them to build a house or garage. They're extremely hard workers, I knew a guy that hired them to build his house and they hammered from sunrise to sundown, and underbid by a LOT.
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This is Da Bomb. Its not the hottest stuff you can get, but for some reason its hotter than stuff I've had thats twice the Scoville. Peoples taste change over time, so maybe I'm turning pussy in my old age. I fucked up a number of times and used too much, in chili and jambalaya. One pea-sized drop per serving, if that. Its habanero. I've had this bottle for a year and barely used a tablespoon out of it.
