Londoners love fried chicken

16 October 2006 at 4.39 pm | Posted in food, wtf? | 2 Comments

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As of this morning I have seen 13 different fried chicken chains in London. They are as follows:

Kentucky Fried Chicken (predictably)
Tennessee Fried Chicken (what’s different about Kentucky and Tennessee fried chicken?)
Dallas Fried Chicken (Texas must have been feeling left out)
Southern Fried Chicken (but, oddly, no Northern, Eastern, or Western equivalents)
Halal Fried Chicken (I swear I’m not making this up)
Mmm Fried Chicken (bet it took minutes to come up with that catchy name)
American Fried Chicken (in case Kentucky, Tennessee, Dallas, and Southern weren’t ‘American’ enough?)
Tantalise Fried Chicken (what?!)
Fantastic Fried Chicken (almost rolls off the tongue like ‘Fantastic Four’)
City Fresh Fried Chicken (what, as opposed to ‘City Putrid Fried Chicken’?)
Chicken Cottage
Chicken Palace
Chicken Village

Now, the last three in particular caught my eye. I wonder if Chicken Cottage came along first and then someone else wanted to open a rival fast-food fried chicken joint and thought, “Hmm, ‘Chicken Palace’ sounds so much more upscale and classy. That’s a winner for sure!” Then along came a third chicken entrepreneur who decided that if there can be cottages and palaces of chicken, why not an entire village? And indeed, why not?

Personally, I do not believe the market it fully saturated yet and thus I propose something along the lines of Fried Chickens ‘R’ Us (obviously with the backwards ‘R’ a la Toys and Kids ‘R’ Us, but I don’t really know how to do that on the computer so use your imagination…). I think it really has a nice ring to it.

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  1. Whoa look whose blog is back in bidniz! Hooray! You can add “Texa” Fried Chicken to the mix. It is near Elephant on the Old Kent Road, not far from Bricklayers Arms. For most of my time in London I thought it was supposed to be “Texas” Fried Chicken and that the “s” had just fallen off. One day I was walking by and had a good look, though, and there was no evidence that there had ever been any “s” next to “Texa.”

    Then I found £20 in my pocket.

  2. Fried chicken, huh? I never would have thought. Maybe I should move over there and start a chain. I could call it Frikin’ Fried Chicken (like the alliteration? :) Now all I have to do is learn how to make fried chiken…wow, you would think a southern girl would have that knowledge.


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