A satisfied Ade

A satisfied Ade
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Ahhhhhhhh....

Ade taking pics

Ade taking pictures
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Here is Ade the photo master in action. Having recently bought a tiny concealable digital camera he can take shots of the cottage interior that were never before possible (we just need to make sure the flash doesn't go off).
More amazing photos are to come...

#3

#3
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For those of you who don't know, this is a #3. 2 legs, 2 wings, chips and a drink (not shown). A fine dish!

Eating in

Eating in
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We decided to eat in to avoid Dristrict Line embarrasment. This action-shot shows Robin attacking a leg.

Excited Ade

Excited Ade
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He just can't wait!

Number 1 or Number 3?

Number 1 or Number 3?
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Ade can't decide...

Eagerly grinning

Duality
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We had a bit of banter with the bloke behind the counter for the first time. He was asking about the camera. If only he knew the full story...

I spy...

I spy...
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Out mate catches me taking a snap through the glass. I wonder if he knows how famous he is?

Another pint? Or chicken?

Another pint? Or chicken?
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3 pints down, should we get another, or is it chicken time?

Now let's get down to business...

Robin checks out the menu
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Robin checks out the menu

And meet Raf

Raf
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Strictly speaking we shouldn't have allowed this picture on Beer and Chicken because he's drinking wine. But we're nice people, so here he is anyway. Cheers Raf, you big wine drinking softy!

This week's first guest

Sean
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Introducing Sean – one of our regular drinking partners (though not one to follow us all the way to the chicken counter). Here he is, clearly enjoying his nectar.

A few beers then... chicken, last night.

Robin enjoying a crisp pint of lager last night.



And me too - cheers!

Another view...

FCKF
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Here's it is at about 5pm. It's like a magical palace of grease, I don't think I've ever come across a place that does chicken, kebabs AND fish. All they need to do now is serve beer.

- Rob

FCKF

FCKF
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Passed this place last night on Old Street and, naturally, had to take a photo. I didn't actually eat there though. Maybe one day soon. If anyone's tried this establishment please drop us a comment below. Love the name though.

OK, so where's the beer?

From all the feedback we have received about this blog, one point in particular was particulalry valid: "Where's the beer?"

It's a good point. The title Beer and Chicken readies the reader for two sided tale, but a quick scan down the page reveales a rather one sided story.

The reason is simple. No man in his right mind would walk into a chicken takeaway and start taking photos. It's only after a skinful of beer that the cameraphones come out. In other words, the beer is busy sloshing around our stomachs, making it somewhat difficult to photograph. Think of the beer as the catalyst for the whole activity. We are always drunk at the time - that's the whole point.

But OK, OK, you're right... It would be nice to see a bit of the drinking action wouldn't it? So we endeavour to start snapping a little earlier in the evening from now on. Expect pictures of pints on tables and the like henceforth.

Please keep the feedback coming in!

Yours,
Ade

Tucking into my meal

Hot and Tasty
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Here's a point - of - view shot taken while I munched on my poultry snack on the way home. Last night's Chicken Shack chicken was actually quite succulent - I was impressed! A fine way to end the evening...

What time is it Mr Shack?

What time is it Chicken Shack?
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No idea, apparently.

Shack mirror close-up

Shack mirror detail
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A close - up of the logo on the mirror. Very similar to the Chicken Cottage logo, only The Shack's twin hens are looking in opposite directions - like some crazed cojoined twins after a tiff. (No doubt about birdseed or something...)

Last night - Chicken Shack

Shack Mirror
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Last night I went for a few beers and the local pub as per usual. En route back to West Kensington the now familiar chicken cravings started to kick in. Chicken Cottage was almost in sight when: "Damn, no money...."

So I crossed the road to get some cash out and found myself face to face with Chicken Shack. Natrually I stepped inside, and took this photo.

Orphan chicken box

Discarded chicken box
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This must have provided so much joy in its short lifetime. Evidence found near Kensington Village, West Kensington

From the photo archive...

The money shot
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The money shot. This full - frontal of West Kensington Chicken Cottage by night was snapped back in October 2004.

Yes that's right - it's been going on that long...

Greasy kebab

Greasy kebab
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Yes it's true, I have been tempted away from the holy chicken once or twice in the past, but I learned my lesson each time. That is indeed Ade's foot in the left of the shot by the way. We are a superhero duo in the post-beer world of greasy take-away

King Rooster

King Rooster
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I went out in Islington last night and passed this fine - looking chicken boutique.

Passing it again on the way home (having drunk three and a half pints of Staropramen), I toyed, for a moment or two, with the idea of going in. In the end I thought the better of it and made do with some Marmite on toast when I got home instead.

I think the thing that put me off most was that there were no customers in there, though one more pint and I would have been ordering at the counter - all in the name of research for the blog of course.

But hey - "King Rooster" - full marks for the name!

Ade

Dropped chicken - my view

dropped chicken 2
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And here's my view of the scene of the crime – Robin's dropped chicken. I sat a short distance away and pretended that I didn't know him.

Robin taking a snap

robin taking a snap
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The making of yet another great photo. Robin takes a snap of the Chicken Cottage staff in action.

CC mirror logo

CC mirror logo
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Ade here. This is a snap of the mirrored wall of our favourite CC outlet, complete with frosted - effect logo. Doesn't it just look glorious?

As you can see in the reflection, while I snap away, Robin is stroking his beard and deciding whether to get a #1 or a #3 off the menu. This also took place last Thursday night.

Thursday night

I'm Robin the other half of beerandchicken, Ade has added the previous posts. Thursday was another worky drinks do. We then went to the pub which significantly raised the cottage visit probability. I figured earlier that each pint consumed raises the chance of getting chicken cottage by roughly 20%, so after five beers chicken is inevitable.
Of course there was no doubt in our mind at the beginning of the evening that chicken would certainly play a part somewhere down the line. Drawn to the luminous logo like moths to a porch light, the Chicken Cottage beacon attracted drunks from all over the city.

We both ordered number 3's (2 bbq pieces, 2 regular pieces, french fries and drink) but had to wait roughly seven minutes for the 'food' to be cooked. It did however give me lots of valuable camera phone time, at which point I snapped a weird bearded dude. I'm always fascinated by the people around me as I wait for the food...wondering how many others there are like me.
Anyway we left the cottage, chicken in hand and made our way to West Kensington tube where we devoured the greasy, pale lumps of bird. The tube came and Ade had already finished so I grabbed my stuff quickly and in the rush I dropped my chicken on the floor of the train. Embarassed I put the rest of my food back in the bag and sat quietly, stinking of beer and chicken. I took the rest home and ate it in my room, on my own...in the dark. All in all, a successful visit.

The glowing beacon:


Ade and the strange bearded man:


Chicken disaster:


Me attacking a bone:

Last Night

Last night was my first visit to a chicken outlet since the launch of this blog. It all started when we had a company meeting with beers. Three cans of Stella later I was more than keen for a trip to our favourite chicken haunt: Chicken Cottage, West Kensington. Here's a few snaps:

The familiar sign:



Serving the guy before me:



Preparing my feast:

From the photo archive

A typical mid-week post-beer visit to our local Chicken Cottage at West Kensington. This guy rules.

Escalation

We constructed this diagram to illustrate the usual sequence of events. The thing on the right is supposed to be a Chicken Cottage logo.

Tube Nugget

chicken_cottage8
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Robin eating some chicken on the District Line.

This is Beer and Chicken

Welcome to Beer and Chicken. This blog is dedicated to the inevitability and regularity of getting dodgy takeaway chicken after drinking beer. It's as greasy as the outlets that sell it, but after a few after-work pints it's the best thing in the world.

We find it funny. We don't know why.

And who are we? All shall be revealed...