I'll be honest, I am a KFC aficionado, if Col. Sanders gave out awards for loyalty, he'd owe me a share of his house, well, if he wasn't dead he would, but I digress, I'm here as an impartial reviewer of KFC.
I have eaten in the Carrick out lest in the past, about 2007 if my memory serves me right, and it wasn't half bad, but unfortunately it was went downhill since then. Not so much downhill as it has plummeted into the bottom of the Marianas trench. Being in that fine resort of Carrick, my good lady and I decided to take a break from the 9 degree heat and partake of some grub from KFC, so we pulled into the car park and the first thing we noticed is that the queue for the drive through was right round the building, I'm not a great fan of eating in the car so we decided to sit in, bad mistake.
There was a dog sitting forlornly on the step, like an East Antrim version of Greyfriars Bobby, so stepping over the poor pup we ventured inside the door, which was exactly as far as we got as the queue was right back to the entrance, at the head of the queue, a bloke was trying to convey what he wanted to the solitary member of staff on the counter, at that juncture the missus tapped me on the elbow.
"Look at the state of the place!" she whispered and I had to admit, she was right, every table was stained, and coated in more grease than a mechanics tea mug. There was litter on the floor, and the place looked like it hadn't been cleaned for a month, that's when I discovered that my feet were sticking to the floor, with that, we turned to flee, nearly collecting the hound still resolutely guarding the door.
So a solitary sparkler for KFC Carrick, if only for past glories, I certainly won't be back near the place until they clean it up. read more