Who would have ever thought chicken wings would need their own day? When I was a kid, chicken wings would have only come before back and neck on the request list. Mother broke the leg-shaped portion off and gave it to babies long before they learned about drumsticks. Of course, she wrestled off the gristly end so they wouldn’t choke. It served as a kind of greasy pacifier to be pried out of their grubby list fist after they went to sleep. Who’d have thought chicken would be a sought after specialty treat?