Slim Chickens — Restaurant in Lexington

A better version of Zaxby's. The bread is buttered with garlic on both sides, the cheaper kind but it tastes better. Like the toast from waffle house.

The sauces are amazing. The inferno truly is hot. It lingers and travels down your mouth over 20 minutes. It definitely cleared my clogged inner ears, nose, throat... Everything. It's an amazing kind of spicy. I eat Takis regularly and it's a little bit hotter for reference and lingers longer.

Their signature slim sauce reminds me of a thicker Zaxby's sauce.

The potato salad is good, it's more mayo-y and runny so if you like it on the thicker side this isn't more you. It has good flavor though.

The deep fried pickles have good flavor but too thin for me. They are probably the thinnest I've had from any food place. I'm talking barely thicker than a credit card.

The French fries are delicious. They are the texture and size of Joella's but with better, less intense seasoning.

The fried chicken itself is cooked great. The breading doesn't have any crunch which I like.

Overall, it's good and I'm going back to try the rest of...

After many months of anticipation, Slim Chicken has finally opened in Lexington. Upon arrival, we had read the reviews to know what to look out for (didn’t want to get our hopes up). Sadly, the review regarding the workers barely understanding you is true. My sisters name rhymes with Jristyn yet they mistook it for Justin. We ordered The Classic Meal. While waiting in line a worker came out to confirm our order, addressing my sister as Justin -10 points but then complimented her nails, an automatic +20 points. Before peeling out we made sure our sauces were all there, something someone else reviewed on- lucky for us they were. Another reviewer mentioned there was a hair in their meal. After careful inspection we were in the clear. The fries are not all that. They could be saltier and did in fact lean on the side of room-temp. The chicken was underwhelming in terms of crispy/crunchiness. Flavor: average The Texas Toast was comparable to angle food cake in terms of sponginess. It appears to look toasted; however, looks can be deceiving. Overall, it’s mid but it did the...

Well, folks, gather ’round and let me tell you the tragic tale of The Great Chicken Catastrophe of 2025. It all started so innocently. A happy family—me, my lovely wife, and our energetic 5-year-old—strolled into this fine establishment for what we thought would be a fun little chicken dinner.

Cut to 6 hours later: my son launches into a full-blown exorcism in his Paw Patrol pajamas. We thought, “Hey, maybe he just ran too hard at recess.” Nope. Next morning, my wife and I wake up feeling like we got drop-kicked in the intestines by a flaming buffalo.

We spent the next seven days in a rotating schedule of sprinting to the bathroom and crying in bed. I considered naming our toilet “Wilson” because we bonded like Tom Hanks did with that volleyball. At one point I hallucinated a chicken dancing in a hazmat suit. I don’t even know what day it is anymore.

We basically played food poisoning roulette and everyone lost.

I’m not saying this place is cursed, but if you’re into gastrointestinal thrill rides, this might be your Disneyland. Otherwise? Flee. Flee...