By Eliot Trowbridge
You don’t have to be a sleuth to figure this one out. It started like this, you see. It was a regular Saturday, except for the block party we were having down the street. There was nothing amiss, or out of the ordinary, your basic bouncy house, cook out grill, kids running around playing, parents nursing beers and hard ciders.
I arrived with a plate of chicken wings in hand, exchanged pleasantries with neighbors, and placed the wings on a heavily laden food table. I made the rounds, resisting the temptation to follow my neighbors little ones into the bouncy house, when I noticed that something was amiss.
The chicken wings were gone. Disappeared into the ether. What? I strolled casually over to the table, not wanting to alarm nearby guests and disrupt the laidback ambience. Upon close inspection, I noticed a wing tip lying under the table. Was there a rogue hound in the area, sniffing food from the table?
I bent down, slowly lifting the table cloth, not wanting to show my hand and hoping to catch the thieving culprit in the act. Nothing. No dog. No sign of shedding, slobber, or telltale chicken crumbs.
Confused, I righted myself and looked around regarding each passerby with suspicion. They were all suspects at this point. Were the chicken wings whisked into a large handbag? A cooler? Were the people I lived alongside in our picket fence neighborhood that devious? I regarded each person, taking stock of who had big, deep, bulging pockets, large pocketbooks, or coolers conspicuously placed nearby.
My train of thought was interrupted by the young man from number 12, “Man, those chicken wings were delicious!!! What was on them?”
Mystery solved. There was no skullduggery – only finger-licking happy neighbors. The wings were a success!
Columbo’s got nothing on me.
Oh, just one more thing . . . I suppose you would like the recipe.
2pkgs Featherbrook Farm chicken wings (approx. 1lb per package)
1 12oz bottle Mei Mei Sweet & Sour Cranberry Sauce
1 tbsp honey
Salt and pepper
Pat wings dry, season, and place in baking dish, bake at 350 degrees for 45 minutes
Mix cranberry sauce with honey, pour over chicken
Give a stir to coat, bake uncovered for 20 minutes
Most good detectives are bachelors – ever notice that? And here we have a bachelor who likes to cook? How can this be? Eliot is just such a unicorn! He also helps us pack baskets, drives to farms to pick up the local harvest, delivers the local harvest, and keeps team morale up with his sense of humor and good food!