They’ve done it. Sweet Baby Ray’s, bless their smoky little hearts, has unveiled a bold and unnecessarily brilliant concoction that could only have been born from the fever dream of a late-night snack attack. Introducing Buff-a-Cue—why choose between the sweet tang of barbecue and the sinus-clearing chaos of Buffalo when you can have both slowly fighting for dominance on your tongue?
Let me be clear: this is not your grandma’s sauce, unless grandma has a secret tattoo and a motorcycle. This happens when barbecue sauce and Buffalo wing sauce fall in love, ignore the haters, and raise a child together. It’s sweet. It’s spicy. It isn’t very clear. It’s Buff-a-Cue.
The label says “Flavor Fusion,” which is corporate-speak for “We took two things that shouldn’t work and made them… kind of work?” It starts with that classic Sweet Baby Ray’s smoky-sweet swagger—molasses, brown sugar, a subtle whisper of “I belong at a backyard cookout.” But when you’re settling into that barbecue comfort zone, here comes the Buffalo sauce like a jealous ex kicking down the door with a bottle of cayenne and an agenda.
And yes, it is hot. Not “oh, cute, a little tingle” hot. More like “did someone replace my taste buds with sandpaper?” hot. I tried dipping a chicken nugget in it and suddenly questioned every life choice that had brought me to that moment. I slathered it on a fried chicken sandwich and ended up with a mouthful of chaos, self-doubt, and… genuine enjoyment? I’m still not okay with how much I liked it.
Buff-a-Cue is your moment if you’ve ever wanted to see how your taste buds react to shock therapy. It’s the culinary equivalent of skydiving in a tuxedo—simultaneously classy and unhinged.
Is it versatile? Sure, if your idea of versatility includes ribs, wings, burgers, or eating it straight out of the bottle while hiding from your responsibilities. It’s gluten-free and Certified Kosher, which means you can drown your regrets in it guilt-free—spiritually and dietarily.
Would I use it again? Yes. Would I recommend it to others? Also, yes, but mostly to people I want to watch squirm. It’s a wild ride in a bottle, and like most wild rides, it’s best shared, preferably with someone whose reaction you can film.
Buff-a-Cue is the sauce equivalent of a buddy cop movie—sweet barbecue and fiery Buffalo teaming up against your bland dinner. It’s ridiculous. It’s aggressive. It’s amazing.
Godspeed.