Lord of the Wings

Wylam Brewery's Palace of Arts taproom turns into a wing-eating battleground for two days, as local vendors go head-to-head across the full heat spectrum — from timid to nuclear — with the crowd doing the judging.

No booking, no ticket, just turn up, order a beer and start working your way down the menu. It's the kind of loud, sticky-fingered event where you end up comparing notes with whoever's queuing next to you.