Myself and 2 friends arrived at 7 on May 31, 2015. We were dressed fairly trendy, so we expected to get a good looking waiter. My eyebrows were on fleek.
After waiting for 5-10 in the lobby to get seated, we were rethinking our chicken and sauce fest but finally got seated by a female server. Kind of disappointing considering the time I put into my eyebrows.
When she came to take our order, they informed us "I'm sorry, but we're out of chicken."
We looked at each other in disbelief. Could this be possible? This restaurant only sells one thing. Chicken. That's all you eat there. It's like the bird flu finally hit Alberta and all the hens went zombie and clucked down to Saskatchewan.
We left, but not before I put a business card in the bowl to win an imaginary chicken dinner in the future.