KFC

‘Bringing down the neighbourhood’, is what my friend said to me as we drove past here the other day. He’s probably right, but there’s no need to join the voices of the Cliftonites, KFC’s corporate might will not be reckoned with.
So here it is, at the bottom of Whiteladies Road, taking a stance next to starbucks, subway, and a few of the other chains that are present on this stretch of road. I always prefer a McDonalds myself, but you can’t beat a good bit of chicken — especially at 2 in the morning. Friendly staff, greasy unhealthy food = KFC.

Having made it through the initial uproar from the Clifton population, KFC now stands proudly on Whiteladies Road, serving fried chicken to the less than coherent visiting bars like BSB and Alterego on a Friday night.
I must admit, that in moments of madness I do have a bit of a soft spot for the crispy tenderness they serve in cardboard boxes and greaseproof (grease being very prevalent here) paper. It’s here, and it’ll be very busy come chucking out time every weekend.