My first experience with Prince's Hot Chicken was at a party - someone had purchased a large bucket of mild chicken wings and a large bucket of medium. I had 4 pieces of medium because I enjoy the spicier things in life. Needless to say, at the end of the 4th piece I was reaching for the nearest tissue. It was the most delicious fried chicken I had experienced - the spice is cooked into the skin - no sauce dependency here! Fast forward a year or so later: I now live on the East Side of the city and no wing place (-Zone, -Basket, -It, my own half-baked home made attempts) has matched Prince's goodness. I ventured out down Dickerson and Ewing on a Friday night at 7PM to find the place hoppin' as hoppin' can be. I might as well have parked in front of a dance club on Broadway! My friend and I walked into this crowded room for the very first time, and lo and behold, I was greeted by former co-workers of mine, waiting on their own meals!!! ""What kind are you getting,"" one of them asked. ""Hot,"" I replied. ""Oooo! You're asking for it!"" ""What? I like it hot!"" ""Good luck, then!"" About 50 minutes or so later (again, dinner time, Friday night...the busy aspect is to be expected then), we had our meals, and my, were they tasty! My friend started off with a leg portion of ""medium"" and couldn't even finish the meal. The heat and the portion filled her up quick. I partook in a breast portion of ""hot"" and whatever else was left of my friend's leg portion. ""Hot"" didn't defeat me, rather it felt like when I began eating a 2nd piece of ""medium"" over a year before, though the ""medium"" had my friend looking for extra tissues (I'm obviously not the best person to ask if something is spicy or not)! Sadly, it's Monday and I want hot chicken now. Looks like I'll have to wait until tomorrow to try my tongue at ""X-tra Hot"". Bring it (and by ""It"", I mean the food, the fun, the friends, the experience and, of course, the heat)!!!