Chick 'n' Sours, Dalston

Saturday, 30 January 2016

When I asked in the foodie Skype chat at work where to head for the best chicken in London, I started a debate of sorts. Some raved about Clutch. Others suggested I swoop by Ma Plucker in Soho. The one that really hooked me though, was Chick 'N' Sours. 

A fusion of good, old fashioned fried chicken peppered with Asian ingredients - I was sold. I'd already spotted reviews on the likes of The Londoner and Cheese n Biscuits, and I was ready to indulge in burgers as big as my head, sour cocktails and enough chicken to feed an army.

So, with my favourite Asian infused human, Jon, in tow, I headed over to Dalston last night to see what all the fuss was about.

We kicked off with a couple of sour cocktails, half of the restaurant's namesake. I went for the Chick N Club: a fruity, gin based affair that made me wince after every sip (but was so delicious I'd downed my first in under a minute). Jon opted for a Toreador: tequila, apricot and apple lemon, garnished with a slice of orange.

Next up were our starters. The sticky disco wings were coated in a syrupy, tangy sauce, and were delivered with a packet of baby wipes (which we ended up being grateful for - these things get messy!) The standout though was by far the Szechuan Aubergine. Crispy on the outside, fluffy on the inside, and drizzled in a rich sauce accompanied by a tang of the lime, I couldn't get enough of these.

Next up arrived the mother of all chicken burgers. 
Korean fried thigh and crunchy slaw, drizzled with gochujang mayo and chilli vinegar and rammed into a toasted brioche bun, this monster was quite a mean feat to wrap your lips around.

I gave it my best shot though.

We accompanied our mains with fries, sriracha and sour cream dip, and of course, another round of cocktails. I usually find chicken shop fries to be sub-par but these were crisp, light, and a welcome change when we both had to pause for breath between huge bites of chicken.

Chicken cravings satisfied and full to the brim, we asked for the bill, which was delivered in a giant egg with some temporary tattoos (I say temporary, but almost 24 hours later I'm still trying to scrub mine off. Nice touch though!)

If you're in the mood for fried chicken but KFC just ain't doing it for you, I'd definitely recommend checking out Chick N Sours. Nestle in on one of the wooden pews, order yourself some aubergine, wings and fries, then wash 'em down with some sour cocktails. 

And if you're really feeling up to it, give that bun a go. I dare you.

1 comment :

  1. How delicious do you make this all look?