Numero Uno on my grand tour of all things Fried Chicken was this beautiful East Village spot. Technically it was number 2 but my partner in crime (PIC from here on out) and I did not realize what we were doing until it was too late. Maybe I’ll go back to number 1, Pies n Thighs in Brooklyn and review it.
Atmosphere: Charming spot. Cute hipstery vibe. Lots of exposed brick, if that’s what you’re into. Small dining quarters so watch your elbows and hope there are no children around to hear your gross conversations with your PIC describing his sex life in graphic detail.
Drink: White Wine! No complaints. I love wine. PIC got a coke as he is a teetotaler.
Food: I’m reviewing fried chicken, so of course it was fried chicken. Great outer crust! Very crunchy and savory. A lot of herbs and spices so you are really getting amazing flavor. Deep down chicken was very moist but all flavor ended at the crust. Seems like they didn’t marinate the chicken in anything, just breaded it and then fried. Bonus: One piece was straight up just breast, no bone. So we were able to go in and not worry about choking to death on bones
Came with a side salad. What the actual fuck. I’m eating fried chicken, I don’t want to be healthy right now. Give me mac and cheese!! Give me mashed potatoes!! Give me waffles!!!!!
I also ordered a side of the jalapeño corn bread, which was AMAZING!!! Made up for the salad. Just the right amount of jalapeño so you’re all the sweet corn bread goodness followed by a slow heat. My PIC ordered some weird asparagus side dish. I’m not a fan of asparagus but it was delicious. It had this cheese crumble thing on top that was fantastic. It was like feta but not feta. Find me this cheese people!
No desserts as we were both full from dinner but they gave out lemon poppyseed cookies with the bill. Always a plus!
Rating: On a scale of 1 to 10, this place is a 6 1/4. Jalapeño corn bread really kicked it up that 1/4. Side salad prevented it from reaching for the stars. You can do better than that Fried Chicken.