The West seems to somehow always get the best. This is unquestionably one of the better KFC's I have tasted in this city...well out of the city in this case.
This place is no showstopper. It's a bit grimy in fact and maybe even a little dirty but that's typically all good signs if you are looking for great comfort food. I have been on a fried chicken binge as of late; all in the name of good health of course. I have long heard of this mythical place from friends out west; k-pocha~ rolls off their tongues like butter and silk, catchy like Netflix n chill.
This stuff is good. Lightly battered, crispy, tender, juicy, flavourful is how I would describe it and this is how good fried chicken should be. All the different flavours are distinct in their own way but the chicken remains the same regardless. They don't over-sauce their chicken like a lot of places or over-stack them to the point where they become damp from their own condensation.
The next time I am craving KFC I am going to skip that Yonge exit and head straight out west.