Tag: fried chicken

  • 20ft Fried Chicken @ Market Halls

    20ft Fried Chicken @ Market Halls

    It is the season for choosing whether to freeze on the way to work and cope with the office temperature, or cope with the outside temperature and boil in the office.

    And it is also the season for Christmas sandwiches – this week at 20ft Fried Chicken.

    Or Crimbmo Sando’s, if you are linguistically challenged.

    Sadly they’d run out of stuffing, for the Crimbo Sando (please don’t make me type this again), though I still fancied that more than the Pigs in Blanket burger that seems to have no pigs in blankets, from what I can see.

    However, stuffing was replaced with an extra chicken tender, so all was not lost, apart from the spirit of Christmas. Sorry, spirit of Crimbo.

    So I had to use a knife and fork, which given my distaste of the spelling of sandwich, you might not be too surprised by.

    The chicken tenders were excellent – juicy and perfectly cooked. There was some kind of spicy sauce, tomato-ish perhaps – unexpected too.

    Cabbage was softly braised, the bread a bit basic – with missing crusts. Why? Or do sando’s not have crusts on all 4 sides?

    Finally, the only bit which perhaps remained Christmas-ish, the chicken gravy which looked weird and there was far too little of, but also was quite heavenly in a minimal way. Lots of chicken fat going on in that gravy.

    Rating? Oh I don’t know…7 out of 10 perhaps? I’d go again to 20ft Fried Chicken, but I love fried chicken nearly half as much as working from home.

  • Chicking, Edgware Road

    Chicking, Edgware Road

    Chicking. Looks like it’s going to be even more difficult to concentrate in the office today than normal but at least it’s football to blame.

    Yep it’s coming home and I came back home from holiday last week with all the joy of being in the office to excite me. Yeah I was grumpy.

    So I decided to have fried chicken. Surely if fried chicken is superb at 1am, it will be so at 1pm?

    Very dry fried chicken

    Chicking on Edgware Road was my destiny. The menu consists of fried chicken and things like wraps with fried chicken in. I kind of had the intention of a fried chicken wrap but the greasy venue didn’t scream top quality salad, so I stuck to chicken pieces.

    Except they only had one ready and bollocks was I spending longer in this pit of misery than I had to, so I had some (un)tenders too.

    I cannot remember what was worst, I think the chicken piece was driest and oldest, but the tenders felt pretty manufactured and old. Not sure I’ve ever had fried chicken when drunk that is this bad.

    Really dry fried chicken

    Rating of 1.2 out of 10. So bad I went to Gregg’s after.

    Moral of the story? Don’t go to the chicken shop at lunch.