I didn't get a chance to try the infamous chicken here but I was able to locate it for a quick brew. My gf and I was recommeneded we stop here during our time in Toronto. I grabbed a Woodhouse that seemed to be on everybody's table and the lady got a whiskey sour.
The place was packed. Could barely walk, we were able to find a spot at the bar after some shuffling. The smell of chicken grease in the air and music pumping. I will say this place lives up to the name with such prices, I could see myself enjoying it more right before the nightlife hour strikes. Two thumbs up over here.