I blame my mother for these.
She’s a terrible influence. And by terrible influence, I mean the best person in the whole world!
My mom hates texting. Or at least used to hate it. By no means is she a texting savant… for example, she used to have to call me when I was away at college to ask how to turn on her laptop. No joke! But then, something all changed when she got an iPhone and officially became cooler than me – she actually TEXTED me!
And from time to time she will send me random “I love you, hugs mommy” texts, and then somedays she sends me photos of her and my step-dad’s latest cooking creation. This weekend is was step by step photos of how to make these Buffalo Chicken Sliders. I take back what I said about my mom being a terrible person. They both are. Terribly awesome.
Saturday night Beka and I sat at my favorite restaurant here in Seattle with a couple girlfriends, drinking copious amounts of wine, sitting by a fire and enjoying a couple of hours sans husbands, children, dogs, and discussing the virtues of kids earlier versus later in life and how to cope with difficult mothers in law and husbands with hilarious quirks and far flung dreams of leavin’ it allll behind like a bad 70’s disco song to adventure to lands out yonder with no plan other than “let’s get a van and go”. Ohhh, husbands.
Then more wine was consumed.
In between the hilarity of it all – my phone started to light up repeatedly and unlocked it as soon as I saw “Mom” pop up continuously. Nothing like a slew of text messages from your non-tech savvy mother to insight panic in a daughter! It was probably payback for something I’d done long ago…
But it wasn’t anything to worry about – it was sliders. THESE Sliders.
I love my mommy.
Buffalo chicken has an almost Pavlovian response and then all I can envision is stuff slathered in buffalo sauce. It’s insane.
Despite all of Saturday’s wine and good food – I woke up Sunday with an undeniable urge to make these. The urge so intense, I brave Costco on a Sunday to make sure I had the perfect pretzel roll. If that doesn’t explain how primal this urge for buffalo was, I don’t know what does.
Basically it comes down these buffalo chicken sliders being your destiny to make these as homage to the SuperBowl Gods. No matter who you root for this weekend – these will please the FootBall Beings High Atop the Thing.
Don’t tempt fate.
For more Buffalo-tastic recipes check out these soon-to-be-classics!
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Wonton Buffalo Bites – Climbing Grier Mountain
Buffalo Chicken Bites – A Spicy Perspective
Buffalo Chicken Taquitos – Buns in my Oven
Buffalo Cauliflower Dip – Mother Thyme
Buffalo Chicken Potstickers – Add A Pinch