Yardbird

Brooklyn meets Austin decoration. Menu that reminds me of brunch places in williamsburg. Great fried chicken, helpings of franks, good US hipster beers selection. It loses a star for awful blue cheese sauce. They keep it warm so it was split and had a layer of grease, could not eat it and wings need blue cheese.

This is an American style restaurant. It serves mostly fried chicken either in burgers or with fried veggies or even on waffles!
Everything is really good and yet there is always a disappointing detail…
I had the fried chicken on the waffle, and seriously it works! The sweet and savoury taste — I feel like I keep saying that a lot in my reviews — with the link being made by an awesome sauce that I was not able to identify! The frying is really good and taste nice — it doesn’t have that smoky-​iron taste of something fried in oil that is changed less often than my car’s — however it is too thick, like the layer of frying is not only crispy it is almost hard.
Same goes with the blue cheese sauce. Even though you can find it in almost every restaurant in France it is my first time seeing it in the UK, I guess the range of cheese available here is a bit milder, so a blue cheese sauce ought to not be too strong. However, what they added in the sauce made it also too liquid, it felt like someone tried to water it down.
3-​star rating might be a bit tough on them and yet without being able to explain why, this is the only rate I feel like giving…

After failing to find a place that serves food after 6 on a Sunday (?!? Come on Liverpool) we happened upon Yardbird. The menu was intriguing, comfort food from the southern states with a special twist a la northern England (chips served with gravy, the Beatles on the radio) so we popped in to check it out.
The food was out of this world, fried chicken with biscuits and gravy, buffalo cauliflower, apple and celery slaw. I almost wish I was hungover because this would have been the absolute cure.
¹⁰⁄₁₀ whiskey sour aswell, hard to find.
Go there at once, don’t even think about it.

The Colonel should pack up his things, because Yardbird is offering some of the finest chicken that has ever graced my plate.
After spotting this recent newcomer to the Liverpool food scene on Twitter (where else?) I instantly knew I had to go. Run by the same folk behind new favourite Motel and the controversially named Death Row Diner, there are plenty of similarities between the venues, but just enough differences to stop you from ever getting tired.
Inside is relatively small for something I can see booming once word really gets out; there’s bench seating for eight x 4, though you could certainly fit more on if you were all pals, and then some window seats at the side. The décor is fun and eye catching, with window decals announcing that «everyone loves fried chicken» and promoting their corffee & doughnuts morning deal (refills on filter coffee and one of their homemade doughnuts, if you’re interested).
The menu is simple — chicken, with a few vegetable based options, and a clean and simple drinks list. Very pleasing to the eye. You plonk yourself down, deliberate over what to order, then head to the bar.
We both had a coke to drink, but I also tried a blackberry collins, which was just delicious. Sweet with a gin kick, served long, it was a real thirst quencher as well as a little alcoholic treat. They do a range of these, including mango and strawberry flavour, and only set you back £5.
Okay, and now for the good stuff — what we ate. The other half went for the Dead Man’s Fingers; chicken breast, coated in tangy buffalo sauce, served with blue cheese dip. Simple but so satisfying. We also shared some cauliflower florets which were doused in the same sauce, and salt & pepper fries with gravy. And I mean proper chip shop gravy. Delicious.
I just had to go for the Chicken, Bacon & Waffle with habanero hot sauce — the latter of which looked not alike something from Ghostbusters due to the green! The three pieces of plump, fried chicken were amazingly moist and tender, and really different from the plainer breast from the other plate. Great to see some actual differentiation in taste. The spicy sauce cut through the saltiness of the chicken and bacon, and the sweet waffle just completed the perfect combo of salty, sweet and spicy.
The ‘kitchen’ is basically one man just doing his thing, so you get to hear the magic of the fryer throughout your meal and see the food keep getting served up.
Oh, and everything is served in tin foil plates — just to add to that naughty feeling you’re already getting. Go. And take me with you.