That was a loaded statement, and yes, a big reveal. We are expecting again!! Our suspicions were confirmed weeks before I actually peed on a stick. It all came down to the best wings I have ever enjoyed.
|WARNING - this is Pandora's Box you are about to open!|
The odyssey that was our visit to the Annandale outpost of BonChon did not go smoothly to say the least. Out in Fairfax County for the County "fair" - note, not a fair, at least in the any proper sense of the word - we realized that it might be faster to head back home from a Southern route, taking us on Little River Turnpike through Annandale to 95. When we passed BonChon chicken, I persuaded C to stop because we had not able to locate the greasy fair food that we were looking for in Fairfax. I had read some rave reviews about the Korean fried chicken, and I was curious.
Well, we went in to order takeout and were surprised to find a dimly-lit bar. Undeterred, we placed a takeout order of a combination of the wings and legs (the only items you will find on the takeout menu here), paid, and after a few minutes, asked how long it would be. They told us an hour; and the pushy lady in line confirmed that yes, you have to order "days in advance". Given the now pouring rain, we were thrilled about the prospect of sitting in the car with a wiggling toddler for that time, but eventually, it lightened and we found an elementary school with a playground, and a 7-11 with an operational Slurpee machine. Then, the tornado-looking clouds appeared and the wind whipped up, but we were strong and continued to wait out our chicken.
After finally arriving safely at home, I really didn't expect the chicken to live up to the wait, the weather, and the worry of being hit by a tornado. It did. And then some. The crispy skin unburdened by breading is amazing, as is the juicy chicken without any hint of greasiness. Both the soy garlic and spicy glazes are the perfect flavor compliments for the already satisfying meat and skin. But did I mention the skin? It really is amazing, like Peking duck, but leaner, and somehow more delicious!
We ordered something like 20 pieces (mind you, relatively small pieces the size of wings), and C was confident I would eat no more than 3 or 4, leaving him to devour the bulk of the wing goodness. Not so fast....I lost all control after the first bite...not only was the crispy skin delectable and the juicy chicken mouthwatering, the spicy glaze was causing me to inhale more and more to control the burn (a good burn, mind you, but fair warning, a burn). I could not stop, and by the end of the messy affair, I had taken in my fair share, if not more, of the chicken order. C was stunned, and muttered the now infamous words. And the rest of the story, as they say, is history.
|How quickly the wings and drummies disappeared...|