Looking forward to the vid. Good luck with that ghost pepper acid.
I have actually entered and won a few hot wing contests and pepper eating contests. Back in my younger days the sauces weren't as sophisticated as they are today,,, and I could never find wings that I would consider too hot. When I ordered them at a wing place, I'd always give the same instructions... "I want the cook to be laughing because he thinks the wings will be too hot to eat". I never found any back then that I couldn't eat.
Then I found this tiny little shit hole of a wing place in Sanford, FL. This was about 18 years ago. The place didn't even serve beer because they didn't have a liquor license. Normally I wouldn't have even bothered to enter knowing that there was no beer to go with the wings, but I was hitting this place during my lunch on a work day so I wasn't going to be drinking anyway. The guy who owned the place was like a mad scientist of peppers from all over the world (possibly even Madder than you Stu). He had pictures of at least 50 different peppers and their stories with heat charts and shit on the walls. His wings were fucking awesome and they were the only thing on the menu there besides curly fries.
He had a challenge,,, if you could eat 10 of his wings coated in his HOTTEST homemade sauce, you could eat there as many times as you liked during the following month for free. There was a board on the wall for pictures of the successful challengers... there was only one pic on it. I was sure that I had this in the bag and told the guy to bring it on. He had ghost pepper extract in his sauce among other things. I could only eat 4 and a half wings, and I couldn't even touch the sauce to my lips while eating them because of the pain,,, I had to pull the meat off with my fingers in order to get it into my mouth. I had finally found shit way fucking too hot for me.
I actually took the extra wings back to the office to see if I could possibly get someone to try one without them realizing what was up. No luck,,, the smell of pure fucking lava was wafting through the air as soon as anyone opened the to-go box they were in. I did get a guy in his late 60's to dab a little of the sauce on just one tong of a fork and give it a try. I thought the guy was seriously going to have a heart attack,,, it was bad... he suffered for like 30 minutes from it.
I now make my own wing sauce. Frank's Hot Sauce is my base, but I use multiple types of peppers (including habaneros and their seeds and membranes) and spices in order to turn it into my masterpiece. I also mix in a small amount of a very good teriyaki sauce that I get from Kona Hawaii. I used to fry the wings... but I now actually smoke them instead,,, they are better than the fried ones which I still find hard to believe. I like to think that I make the best wings on the planet.
