Thursday, December 27, 2012

Seven Hens

Hey Atlanta... Ready for another fast casual "concept" like Waffold or EVOS?

Well... You know the answer to that but fuck it, bro, I live on the edge... Let's Do This!

Oh, shit, what did I just agree to do? This joint is packaged like a giant Lunchables. "Peel to Open" is what comes to mind. But in reality, it's more like a chain sub shop with the assembly line you find under any armpit in America. It's cuter, but... Why is nothing cooking on all that equipment? Are they breaking down and cleaning up at 2 in the afternoon? Are they nuking that shit?

So, I got the "Indian" and "Italian" on a white and wheat baguette. I couldn't wait to see that piece of chicken pounded, breaded and pan fried in a cast iron skillet. But what I got was a pre-breaded, barely pounded piece of meat that was tossed in the deep fryer... And no lady wants to be treated that way, especially this Kit De Luca. It came out dark brown and it proceeded to go under the knife... Cut into strips, a quick squirt of the curried yogurt, rolled into the bread with the other fillers and wrapped up in foil (peel to open!). Did I miss something here? How is this remotely considered a fucking schnitzel? Let's face it, it's a pulverized chicken tender sandwich. And a bad one at that... Jesus, I would even eat that disgusting Chick-fil-A garbage over this.

This was the Indian... I couldn't tell if it was the Sitting Bull kind or the guy from Short Circuit because it tasted like neither from that dried up piece of shoe leather. What could be in that "secret blend of Indian spices"? Oh, I know, could it be salt and pepper? Exotic. That curried yogurt tasted like spoiled ranch dressing. The supposedly "fresh cut fries" came from a giant brown bag and they were not ashamed of displaying it to the patrons while pouring it into another deep fry basket. Can this get any worse? There's still the Italian to be had... Classic Italian seasoning, pesto, sun-dried tomato and aioli. Too bad none of that had any flavor to it. Maybe if I keep peeling that foil back I will find some. Imagine the flavors of the Orient in the Chinese or the savory essence in the French! Maybe not. Everything was cheap to say the least... From preparation to end product. Nothing more than a sub shop with a different color crap... Oops, I meant cap.

Another grubby gimmick for this town instead of producing anything of substance. I guess their target demographics is the school nearby... But I don't think even the gourmand student body can be fooled by the pretty colors and pictures on the wall. They're smart, they're dorks, they're Emory students. Sadly, this concept will end up like all the others... "Will be closed for renovations".  And we know what that means...

This chicken has flown the coop.

Cuckoo cuckoo.

2140 N Decatur Rd
Decatur, GA 30033
(404) 633-3000

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