Look, you’re not competing on a cooking show. If a few wings get a little charred, call them “Bold Smoked Style.” If they’re a bit pink near the bone, just cook them a few minutes longer—everyone has a learning curve. The point is to enjoy the process and eat something amazing with people you like.
I once burned an entire batch of wings because I got distracted watching a squirrel argue with a bird. It wasn’t the wings’ fault—it was mine. But I laughed, ordered pizza, and tried again the next weekend. Perfection is overrated. Flavor is forever.
