Dave's Hot Chicken — Restaurant in Braintree

Oh boy, strap in folks, because I’m about to take you on a whirlwind tour of my latest culinary escapade, which, spoiler alert, involves chicken that could double as a flamethrower!

So, there I was, escaping the vortex of chaos known as Starbucks, when lo and behold, I spot Dave’s Hot Chicken playing peekaboo in the parking lot. New kid on the block, you know? Heard the buzz but never gave it a whirl. My wife and I, being the adventurous souls we are, decided to dive headfirst into the world of spice - but hey, I’m no self-proclaimed ‘Spice King’ like those TikTok daredevils who seem to be in a race to incinerate their insides.

I like my spice with a side of actual flavor, thank you very much. Anything that scorches past that line isn’t food; it’s a biohazard, probably good for stripping paint or something. But, when in Rome—or rather, at Dave’s—I had to go for the gusto and ordered the Reaper. Yep, that’s right, I had to sign a waiver. Talk about meeting your maker!

The food arrived faster than a speeding bullet, fresh and steaming. I started with the “Very Hot” to warm up the engines. It was a revelation, folks. I’m a bone-in purist—why mess with divine design, right?—but this boneless wonder was moist, spicy, and tasted like a little slice of heaven. It came with pickles, bread, and some killer fries.

Then came the Reaper, served like it’s the last surviving member of a rare species. They brought this bad boy out like it’s a minority in America – isolated, boxed, and treated with fear 😂 My first bite? Divine. But here’s the trick - you gotta wolf it down quick, or you’ll turn into a fire-breathing dragon. A few bites in, and I swear I was having a family reunion with long-gone relatives.

The heat was apocalyptic. I tried to play it cool when the staff checked in, but who was I kidding? They kindly offered shakes, and despite not being a shake aficionado, my brain was sending SOS signals. The vanilla shake was a lifesaver. It was a standoff between me and the Reaper, and let’s just say my pride left the building.

The aftermath felt like hosting a BBQ inside my stomach. Picture volcano eruption 🌋 and molten lava when I sat on a toilet, sorry TMI but hey, I lived to tell the tale. Dave’s Hot Chicken? The taste is phenomenal. The Reaper? A journey best left to braver souls. But I’ll be back for the art on the walls and the chicken that doesn’t require a waiver. Want to see the walls move? Go for the Reaper. Otherwise, stick to the rest of their mouthwatering menu. The chicken is crispy, the fries are a dream, and the crew? Absolute gems. Can’t wait for my next visit – sans the...

First time visitor, I saw so many commercials about the cauliflower instead of chicken, decided to try. We got there at 2pm. At first impression, they were not very clean - the floor was dirty, tables were dirty, and people in the kitchen didn't wear hair protection. One of those guys was scratching his beard when handling the orders there is order for bearded guys to wear protection on the beard ! later on we find one of his beard hair in our box ,Disgusting !. I was ready to leave this disgusting unsanitary place, but my daughter convinced me to order. She got the sandwich with chicken and I got number 1, just the cauliflower with French fries. We waited 38 minutes for this order what is ridiculous, there were only 3 people in line. We got our food and decided to eat in the car since there were no clean tables. I opened my package and my order was wrong - I got a sandwich with cauliflower. I didn't want to go back, so I just threw the bread to the birds. My daughter took the first bite and she spit it out. The chicken looked well done and crispy, but only on the outside. Inside, it was raw batter was leaking all over the half-cooked meat. Disgusting! $12 - disgusting! I tried the cauliflower, same story - almost burned outside, inside raw, batter, leaking from it. Another $12 bucks wasted. The order was $32 and ended up being seagull food....

I ordered a mild chicken slider with no coleslaw or sauce, and I also got french fries. I asked if I could have a fresh batch of french fries and the lady next to the woman taking my order said that everything comes out fresh to order.

Well, the first slider came out with everything that normally comes on it. The lady realized the mistake and replaced it with the slider the way I ordered it. However, the french fries were room temperature.

While seated, I asked the lady who took my order if she could replace the french fries, because she just walked by me. She told me to go up to the register and ask that woman to replace my fries, but I had to bring everything back, not just the french fries. I had to give back my slider too.

I didn't understand why I had to give all of my food back. Then the slider would get room temperature. Well I ended up throwing away the french fries.

I guess if I ever go back I'm just gonna get a slider and forget about the french fries. That's the second time. The first time the person was more than happy to replace them. Today I got met with a little bit of attitude. Not cool, especially since the food wasn't free. Believe it or not, I actually have...