Gleaming new, done up in Halloween black and orange (all the chairs carefully alternated at each table). It's fairly dark inside, though there's seating out front and a patio in the back. The counter to order from is towards the back of the place - a kind of odd design, as you have to walk through one seating area, past the bathrooms and a stairway heading to an upstairs area, and you still can't see the counter until you're past all those, because it's tucked behind a wall back by the kitchen. You place your order and are given one of those more and more ubiquitous hockey pucks that vibrate and buzz when your order's ready. They fry to order here, and warn you it will be about 15 minutes... it was more like 25, despite being the only order they were making at the time.
So, what I liked most about the leg-thigh combo were the fries and the coleslaw. (230 pesos/$6.25 without beverage.) The former are cut in a long, sort of channel, or canoe shape, and are nicely crispy on the outside, soft on the inside, as they should be. The latter, for a change here in BA, not sweet, but made "right". The two mini-arepas were just okay - kind of chewy. The dipping sauce for the chicken is a big pass - basically tasted like a honey-garlic salad dressing. So, on to the main event, the chicken. First off, over-fried, you can see it's bordering on burnt in places. The chicken inside was still juicy, but unseasoned. My guess is they don't marinate it or brine it, or even dust it with some spices before coating it in flour and egg - I'd guess, double coated. And the coating is seasoned, as best I could tell, with just salt, and just edging to too much. The skin and batter aren't really crispy, they're kind of chewy, like the arepas, which is odd, especially given how darkly fried they are - I can only guess that the oil temperature is too low. So, I'm not wowed, but I ate it all, and loved the fries and coleslaw. It gets an "okay". Alright, so not everything this time around was a winner. They claim this as "American style fried chicken", though my bet is that this is really more of a Venezuelan (or maybe Colombian) interpretation of that. Yes, yes, I know those are both in the Americas, but I'm taking their claim as referring to more traditional U.S. norteamericano style, just from the way they phrase it. read more