I’ve never been a person who likes getting their hands dirty when they eat. Sure, I can handle burgers and pizza, but ribs and wings aren’t something I prefer. At age 12, my nephew Will is a connoisseur of wings. He has no problem rolling up his sleeves and getting into that sauce. For him, not only is the flavor important, but the quality of the chicken is even more important. That’s impressive. Plus, it’s both humorous and scary at the same time. And while I prefer boneless wings, he’s into the real deal. All those years of eating chicken nuggets have made him an expert…