"Our inner monologue after trying the Carolina reaper wings at McCrossen's inFairmountwent something like this: “Oh, these aren’t bad. It’s fine. Well, it’s a little hot. A whiskey and coke can knock this out. Okay. No. I need to eat a snowball.”These deceptive wings have a back-end heat that builds over time, and after a few, it kind of feels like someone struck a match on the back of your throat. Sizzling aftertaste aside, each wing stays perfectly crispy even though they’re soaked in a peppery reaper sauce that’s as smoky and deliciously tangy as it is hot. There’s around six in an order, and sometimes the bar has a deal for a free beer if you finish the whole plate. You can go for it, but at what esophageal cost?" - Candis R. McLean