Thursday, 17 July 2008

Supermacs? Who or what is a supermac?!

I come across this in Dublin, Ireland.

I didnt try it, i figured as soon as I stepped in I may have been sued for copyright infringement.

Im scared. Supermacs?!

Monday, 7 July 2008


Gaze upon the wonder that is Chickenland by Therese Stowell, which
mimics the rational structure of the American flag in displaying a grid of 49 London fried chicken shopfronts. The not-shown parent is KFC, an American capital and cultural export. Each brightly lit variant beckons through the night, emanating the promise of the American dream.
Also, here are 122 examples to help you design perfect chicken shop name and signage:

My favourite is:
7. Where the fuck is New Taxas? Or Old Taxas for that matter? These guys should go back to the drawing board. Hardly surprising that it's closed.

Tuesday, 1 July 2008

Dixy Chicken, New Cross

This is the only photo I have. It is as blurred as my vision perhaps was at the time.

My girlfriend and I entered this particular branch of Dixy Chicken late friday night, and despite the fact that the kebab shop next door was rammed, Dixy was empty par a lonely looking, possibly Turkish, man behind the counter. He struggled to understand a single word either of us said, constantly trying to get us to buy something else other than the original order. We got there in the end but it was a struggle.
He didn't even give me my drink at first, I was almost out the door before he clocked it. Deducted a point for that.

I plumped for a 2 piece meal, chips, can of Dr Pepper; £3.50
The other half, a chicken burger with no drink; £2.50

He'd put the chicken in the box first, so I shit myself when I opened it- there was just mountains of chips and I thought I'd been stitched up. Which I had, but not as a result of missing chicken, but by the awful bland nature of the chips themselves. No taste bar the salt and vinegar I'd thrown on them, there was no crunch and no colour.
The chicken though, was a pleasant surprise. Nice crisp to the skin, not too salty and decent white meat- none of the off-colour grey meat you're getting in these places sometimes.

As for the chicken burger, the bite I had was a little dry but the salad wasn't bad- the lettuce seemed fresh and the tomato was alright as well. A bit too much mayonnaise, though.

Overall, 6/10.
The chicken itself was alright, but poor chips, average burger and really shitty service ruined it to be honest.

HFC, Elephant & Castle

The other day I was really ravenous on my lunch break, and no kind of sandwich was going to do, so I wandered to the not-hugely-appetising surroundings of HFC on London Road, near Elephant & Castle roundabout. I normally like a combination of spicy wings and regular chicken, so even at £3.49, two pieces, three hot wings, chips and drink seemed pretty good value (even if it’d normally be £2.99 in Dalston).

This is one of those chicken shops that I have no idea how it does any business – it’s hidden away behind some trees, under a balcony, on a busy street for cars and buses that no-one ever walks along. It’s opposite South Bank Uni, but I’ve never even see the students from there go in it. Anyway it was clean, which is something. And it had plants up, which is nice for the atmosphere, makes it feel a bit more classy than your average budget chicken shop.

The chicken was pretty mediocre though. It was freshly cooked, but something lacking in the recipe… I wonder if HFC/SFC/all them ones get their spices in a bog-standard packet? I don’t suppose the coating is mixed up fresh on site.

Also the chips were the usual crap you get in these places – freshly cooked but lacking any kind of crunch – just a bit greasy. It was a hot day so there was no way I was touching the mayo on the counter, just salt and pepp…errr. The hot wings saved the day – crispy without being stale, and they had a proper spicy kick. I should’ve just got a hot wings meal in retrospect.

Verdict: not brilliant – not awful, it was freshly cooked and did the job – just not brilliant. 6/10