Chick Inn Village — Restaurant in London

As an established disciple of such delectable establishments as Krunchy Fried Chicken in the trendy southern reaches of Manchester, England, we set off from our Southern California base with considerable excitement to sample the reported delights of Chick Inn Village. A quick word of warning; despite the alluring name, Chick Inn Village is actually situated well within the city limits of London, which made for a disappointing start. Expectations duly managed, we introduced ourselves with some trepidation to the garçon at the door. We needn't have worried; he put us immediately at ease with an engaging welcome and a selection of delicate and enticing canapés, consisting of chicken. The venue itself is an initially alien space for an American visitor, but the bright, de-textured (almost laminate) interior evokes an ethereal sense of space over a truthfully modest floorplan, which nonetheless comfortably accommodates 1.5 families. Seated comfortably, we quickly scanned the menu as a subtly positioned string quartet erupted into a daring arrangement of Strauss. Emboldened by the rush of the lead violin, we too erred on the side of daring, ordering a bold Chateaux Bourrage to start. The wine list may seem initially narrow in scope, but don't panic; Chick Inn Village is all about the chicken options and the available accompaniments are more than up to task. Suitably engaged and ready for the main event, we took our time poring through the menu in search of that perfect dish; the holy grail to make the 6,500 mile trip worth the effort. After much fretting, we both chose the chicken. Presented in an artisanal cardboard box, the chicken is accompanied by a textured selection of fries, ranging from "barely cooked" to "nuclear holocaust". The effect is simply stunning and provides the perfect carbohydrate canvas on which the passion of Chick Inn Village is painted. The chicken itself is a crumbling, melting masterpiece, which tastes just like chicken. Progressing naturally to a crisp bottle of Piquet La Tourage (the more obvious initial choice, I know) serves only to excite the senses more, inviting the nose to the party as the palate struggles to appreciate the magnitude of spice and aroma alone. Whilst the burger options are an obvious western staple, the wing augmented combo meals are where the richest seam of flavour is to be found; this reviewer urges you in the strongest terms to give them a try. Dessert options are again limited, but a brief sample of the soufflé miniatures and the less commonly available passionfruit pavlova and eastern macaroon selection suggest the sweet tooth is not to be disappointed at Chick Inn Village. Utterly satisfied, and in fierce debate over the virtues of this establishment versus the equally indefatigable Krunchy Fried Chicken, we left Chick Inn Village for the long flight back to LAX, content in the knowledge that the 13,000 mile round trip had not been in vain. In summary, the staff at Chick Inn Village have created a truly special dining experience. We left with delighted stomachs and a raft of contented memories, already plotting our return to West London to sample the primal pleasures of a superlative...

If the Americans saw how much oil i had in my bucket of chicken today, they would be desending on Kensal Rise right about now! Absolutely disappointed in the food tonight. Being new to the area i though this place would be half decent considering it's in a neighbourhood where chicken shops are far and far in between.

Very old looking and oil drenched soft chicken Chips obviously have been re-fried Wings had no spice Burger was uncooked Coleslaw and beans had seen better days Plus i ordered a Strawberry Miranda bottle and a Pepsi one arrived!!

Overall a very sad and soggy experience. The only good thing was the quick delivery. Sorry guys but you won't be hearing...

I stopped by yesterday and was genuinely shocked by the prices. £5.40 for just five wings? That’s outrageous—especially for a run-down corner chicken shop with zero atmosphere. You’d expect those prices in a proper restaurant, where the setting is actually decent and there’s table service. Ethically, it feels wrong—this borders on extortion. The shop is conveniently placed next to a local pub, Paradise, clearly taking advantage of people when they’re extremely drunk and less likely to question the price. It’s overpriced, underwhelming, and completely unjustified. Save your money—this place just...