Morelia’s Italian Fried Chicken — Attraction in Ferndale

I ordered the Bowl (I LOVE polenta) and the fried zucchini bites. Both were very good. I got the food carryout, so unfortunately the zucchini bites were a bit on the soggy side. If I had thought of it, I would have thrown them in the air fryer and crisped them back up. They were cooked through and the batter was tasty. The sauce and meat on the polenta was great! Very much enjoyed the flavors.

Deducted one star because the guy at the counter was downright surly. He did everything right, but he seemed to have a scowl on his face while I waited and he pulled the order together.

I did note when I was there they have tables. I am not sure if they have table service, but the food would be even better sitting down, food straight from the kitchen, on regular plates. It also would avoid the breading getting soggy on the zucchini. The ambiance felt industrial, with a number of people cooking in the kitchen and no real atmosphere. I guess I might have felt better about it if I caught the guy at the counter on a better day, but it is good Italian food at a...

New favorite spot in Ferndale—and it’s walking distance for me, whoop whoop! Morelli’s Fried Chicken is everything I didn’t know I was craving.

The meal comes with an incredible chicken cutlet—crispy, juicy, and served in paper like a little street-food gem—with your choice of sauce. I went with marinara (classic and perfect), my bestie Pam was obsessed with the Calabrian ranch, and my partner couldn’t get enough of the arrabbiata.

For my side, I had the baked ziti—so good I was immediately plotting when I could come back for more. It even comes with a thick, toasted piece of garlic bread that was absolutely delicious. We also grabbed a couple of sandwiches that were devoured quickly—also a win.

This place is comfort food with real flavor and heart. Don’t...

I’m not sure how this place has 5 stars. The chicken parm had 4 cutlets on it, and after unhinging my jaw to take a bite, I was left underwhelmed. The sandwich was soggy and very basic, the silver lining was the bread (which would be better toasted).

The baked ziti was worse than bland - almost artificial tasting. It wasn’t even baked, nor was it ziti pasta.

Drinks were $3 and there were no Italian drinks like San Pellegrino or A’Siciliana. Mexican Fanta and Topo Chico were the only foreign choices. The waiting couch also contained several far-left magazines, which makes sense. Living up to their ideology: no flavor, but equal portions...