This is one secret that I’m letting out the bag… Crown Fried Chicken is an asset to the city. Yes, the chicken is better than good. But in actuality, Crown(specifically this location) means so much to me beyond just the food. If somebody were to ask me… «What is Philadelphia really like?»… I’d like to take that person to this spot at 2am on a Saturday night. The City of Brotherly comes alive when it comes to late night snacks and bullet-proof glass. The conversations that customers have in here are so telling of what the 215 is about. If you’re eating grease, CFC puts any chain to absolute shame. Real talk. It’s open late, they have everything on the menu, and it’s one of the only places where non-Muslims will get an opportunity to sample bean pie… it’s worth the price of admission alone.