My Chicken Shop

If you were drunk and ate here you would most likely end up with food poisoning — as maybe wouldn’t recognise under cooked chicken in inebriated state and this is exactly the sort of place you’d stagger into when the drunken munchies hit you.
Sober and at lunchtime — We got ½ a peri peri chicken and chips and the chicken when biting into it was cold and considerably under cooked. When we told the bloke that worked there that it wasn’t cooked properly his response was «well, it’s a big bit of chicken». Seriously? I am laughing writing that as I really can’t see how the size of the portion justifies serving chicken that wasn’t cooked.
They banged said piece of offending chicken back on the grill and then gave it back saying that it would be cooked. Er. No. It. Wasn’t.
So, that got thrown in the bin and we will not be going back there. You never go to these places expecting great food, on any level, something quick that you don’t over think about where it originated from… But, I would like chicken cooked.
Chips were alright… ;)