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Review: You Probably Shouldn't Swallow at Chick-fil-A

The fast-food giant serves up some solid nutrient, but with a side of unpalatable baggage

by Jun 9, 2017, 1:41pm EDT

People beloved Chick-fil-A, the poultry-centric fast-food chain whose corporate purpose is to "glorify God," and whose strict Sunday closure means that every employee gets at least 1 day of rest.

People love the carnival-like waffle chips, the neonatal ward-similar hospitality, the cleanliness on par with a Silicon Valley chip manufacturer, the fresh-squeezed lemonade spiked with soft-serve ice cream, the aromatic peach shakes, the admirably bare-basic fried-craven sandwich, the viral fan song gear up to the melody of the Beatles's "Yesterday," and the famous Polynesian sauce, an agrodolce condiment that looks similar what would happen if a stop sign were melted downwards in a magical volcano made of pineapple, ginger, and corn syrup.

People don't love Chick-fil-A, the Atlanta-based, family-owned concatenation that'southward heavily rooted in the South simply that'due south expanding aggressively into new markets like New York and Washington, fueling long lines and, occasionally, opposition. Millions of dollars of the concatenation's by profits funded groups that opposed same-sex activity marriage during an era when millions of Americans were fighting for their ceremonious rights; smaller donations went to a group that proficient conversion therapy, a exercise that stems from the discredited conventionalities that homosexuality is a mental illness.

About a twelvemonth before the Supreme Court struck downward part of the Defense of Marriage Act in June 2013, chief executive Dan Cathy said that "we're inviting God's judgment on our nation when we shake our fist at him and say nosotros know better than y'all equally to what constitutes a marriage." Following an uproar over those comments, Chick-fil-A pledged, on Facebook, to exit the policy argue over same-sex matrimony to the government and political arena, and "to care for anybody "with honor, dignity and respect," regardless of sexual orientation.

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This is all to say, reckoning with Chick-fil-A is complicated. In that location's the social question, which is how a Biblically grounded institution — whose $8 billion in sales dwarf KFC's domestic operations — will fare equally it expands outside of regions where it's perceived as a honey customs cornerstone, rather than a venue whose mere presence evokes the type of anger normally directed at unqualified politicians.

And at that place's the culinary question, which is whether y'all should brave the (fast-moving) lines at the dwelling of the "original" force per unit area-fried chicken sandwich, or whether you should patronize more than aggressive (and progressive) poultry-purveying peers like Fuku (only in New York) or Milkshake Shack.

I used to visit the Chick-fil-A during my D.C. college days, circa 2000, equally a cheap and reasonably tasty source of protein after a workout. Nearly ii decades later on, in my capacity as a eating place critic, I'thou here to report that the increasingly ubiquitous chain serves a pretty expert fast-food breakfast, a pretty great frozen coffee, and a pretty average chicken sandwich.

I'm also here to report that it's the just pinnacle 10 quick-service eating place that doesn't mention sexual orientation in its online equal opportunity argument, and that it holds a cypher rating on LGBT benefits and worker protections from a prominent advocacy grouping. McDonald'due south scored 100. (When I asked Chick-fil-A about this, a rep responded with a general argument reaffirming its commitment to equal opportunity and said that it's upwards to local franchisees to decide benefits.)

New York City's first standalone location of Chick-fil-A opened almost 2 years ago to small protests and heavy lines. The concatenation plans on opening nearly a dozen restaurants beyond the five boroughs in the next three years, and information technology'south hard to blame information technology; the three locations I visited for this review go on to concenter the type of fervent lunchtime crowds 1 might've expected during the early days at Momofuku Noodle Bar.

Chick-fil-A's draw is simplicity: It's all about the chicken. In that location are no burgers, hot dogs, tacos, cakes, hand pies, or lunchtime burritos — unless yous count the 1990s-style wrap sandwich. In that location isn't whatever beef, and the just pork is relegated to a bit of breakfast sausage or bacon.

That simplicity extends to the craven sandwich, which is largely free from adulterants. The larger fast-nutrient industry, which has no problem selling Froot Loop shakes and other things that will turn our livers into foie gras, generally abides by the false supposition that America wants a crummy house salad — watery lettuce, out-of-flavour tomatoes, and a chokehold of mayo — on its chicken sandwiches. Chick-fil-A knows ameliorate: The archetype sandwich is nothing more than chicken, pickles (always on the lesser, and so your natural language is instantly zapped with acidity), a white bun that gets out of the style of the craven, butter, carbohydrate, and enough salt — 1,350 milligrams — to turn your duodenum into charcuterie.

Structurally, it'due south tempting to call it the ideal ideal of the chicken sandwich. It doesn't exist to highlight infinite trendy toppings or revel in assembly-line customization, a la Chipotle. It exists to show off craven. Until you lot start eating it. And yous realize it'due south not showing off much at all.

The but chicken at Chick-fil-A is boneless, skinless breast meat. While some parts of the culinary world explore how to excerpt more nose-to-tail goodness from poultry, or at to the lowest degree find a fashion to make sure your white meat doesn't taste like seitan, the state's almost prominent craven chain is focusing on the part of the chicken that bores, and that, in the easily of the corporate chefs hither, really doesn't gustatory modality like a whole lot.

To be fair, not a lot of folks turn to fast-nutrient chicken expecting an epicurean inquiry into poultry funk or arcane breeding. People swallow fast-nutrient chicken for table salt, fatty, and perhaps well-nigh chiefly, crunch. Problem is, Chick-fil-A's chicken has too much table salt, not enough fatty, and very trivial crisis. The chief flavors of the sandwich are industrial neon pickle, saccharide, and peanut oil.

If we lived in a post-apocalyptic world where Chick-fil-A was the only restaurant chain and all the remaining medical centers nonetheless had earth-class dialysis machines, peradventure this would suffice. But walk into any Milk shake Shack and your chicken sandwich will shatter with eons more crunch. It's plenty to make yous want to forgive the mayo. Swing by a Fuku, whose lean butter- and pickle-topped sandwich is heavily influenced past Chick-fil-A, and you lot'll feel an incendiary thigh meat with tons more flavor and texture. Heck, even drop by McDonald'southward, lodge the buttermilk crispy chicken sandwich, hold the lycopersicon esculentum, and you lot'll even so have a chicken sandwich with more than texture and less sodium shock. The state of fast-food chicken sandwiches is strong, and The Chick just isn't at the top of the list anymore.

Chick-fil-A, alas, doesn't have much to worry about financially; it's currently America'southward favorite fast-nutrient eating house, according to one consumer satisfaction index. Sales really soared the twelvemonth Cathy made his controversial remarks. That ways we can all look more mayo-gratis craven sandwiches across our fruited obviously. So when y'all find yourself at Chick-fil-A, past choice or by chance, here's a rundown of what's great, what's good, and what other prominent chains do amend.

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First, the two all-time dishes

Chick-n-Minis (aka mini chicken sandwiches, breakfast merely): These nuggets blimp into mini yeast rolls aren't a pretty dish; the craggy bits of breaded chicken are halfway falling out of the undersized rolls, some of which are nearly broken by the time y'all pick them upwards. If you saw these at a hot buffet you lot'd hop into your car and find another hot buffet. And so be it; the rolls, brushed with honey butter, are chain's all-time foil for its common salt-lick chicken. This is a dish that doesn't try to be something better than it is; it basks in the baseness of its own junk-nutrient turpitude. Rating: nine/x. Calories: 350. Fat: 14g. Sodium: 880mg.

Hash browns (breakfast but): Outside of a diner, hash browns normally come in two shapes: cylindrical, in the class of a tater tot, or rectangular, like a small deck of cards. Chick-fil-A chooses to ignore convention and grade their morn potatoes into tiny circular discs. They are hash browns pretending to exist chicken nuggets, and they back masterful levels of salt, crunch, and earthiness. They need no ketchup. Rating: 9/x. Calories: 240. Fatty:16g. Sodium: 390mg.

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Breakfast

Chicken biscuit: This is a dish that describes itself and tastes like it sounds, except for the fact it'southward entirely more than salty, less crispy, and less delicious than you might imagine. But add together a parcel of dearest, a spot of hot sauce, and a wicked hangover, and yous're in pretty expert shape until the next highway rest finish. Rating: 8/10. Calories: 450. Fat: 21g. Sodium: 1310mg.

Sausage, egg, and cheese biscuit: It's just like the McDonald'southward version, but with fluffier eggs, a more than crumbly biscuit, and a sausage that doesn't reek of pine oil. Or put more simply, it'southward similar the McDonald's version, except it tastes good. Rating: eight.v/ten. Calories: 600. Fat: 40g. Sodium: 1520mg.

Salary, egg, and cheese on a muffin: Another attempt at taking on McD's breakfast supremacy, but with less success, thank you to a dry muffin. What this sandwich needs is butter. Rating: v/10. Calories: 300. Fat: 12g.

Chicken, egg, and cheese bagel: The sandwich features fluffier scrambled eggs than at McDonald'due south and a passable crispy craven breast. But here's the matter: This isn't a bagel, the baked and boiled masterpiece that's a triumph of the New York culinary world; this tastes more like what would happen if a contestant on Gordon Ramsay's Hell's Kitchen used a cookie cutter to form a bagel out of a twenty-four hours-onetime loaf of staff of life. F-bombs ensue. Rating: 4/10. Calories: 480. Fatty: 18g. Sodium: 1310mg.

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Lunch and dinner

Jenny G. Zhang

Spicy chicken sandwich: This rust-colored patty infused with spicy peppers has plenty sodium (1,650 milligrams) to turn your bathtub into the Dead Sea. Look the aforementioned soft texture as the regular sandwich but with a level of oestrus that rises briefly to a midlevel intensity and then vanishes, the spice equivalent of a summertime PG-13 thriller. So, more Twister than Alien: Covenant. I kind of similar it. Rating: 7/10. Calories: 450. Fatty: 19g. Sodium: 1620mg.

Waffle tater chips: Introducing 1 of the few french fries to ever trigger my gag reflex: The color here is more than wan than aureate; these are frites in need of a Caribbean holiday. The texture is crispy when hot merely apace becomes chewy and almost rubbery. The flavor is off, too, considering the chips are consistently undersalted. And the worst role happens when you chew: The outside yields to a gritty, mealy interior, evoking a poorly cooked steak fry. Eating 1 of these pommes gaufrettes imparts a distinct sense of nostalgia for better, more than expertly seasoned waffle fries at bowling alleys across the country. Rating: 3/ten. Calories: 360. Fatty: 24g. Sodium: 170mg.

Chicken sandwich: Aught fancy here, merely a plain pressure-fried chicken sandwich. Sometimes, on a good day, it smells like chicken. The flimsy white bun, tenderized meat, soft crust (with a few gently crispy edges), and floppy cukes combine forces to create well-nigh as much textural dissimilarity as a peanut-butter sandwich. An Atlanta friend tells me the fried craven isn't actually supposed to be crunchy, which might be true, only that makes every bit much sense as saying a cup of Jell-O shouldn't jiggle. Rating: 6/10. Calories: 440. Fat: 19g. Sodium: 1350mg.

Chicken nuggets: I almost disqualified these from my chicken nugget roundup because they are closer to a small tender than a true chopped and formed patty. But my taxonomical chop-busting notwithstanding, the Chick-fil-A nugs exhibit a clean, sugariness savoriness with a more impressive crunch and chew than the traditional sandwich. If only Chick-fil-A were willing to make a fattier, more sausage-like cosmos. Rating: 7/10. Calories: 260. Fatty: 12g. Sodium: 980mg.

Chicken strips: Chick-fil-A brazenly seasons its strips differently than its nuggets. A reading of the online ingredients shows that the strip batter includes tomato powder, garlic pulverisation, chicken fatty, molasses, and sugarcane syrup. This results in a slightly more complex flavor than the nuggets, though the tenders are less juicy. To each her own. Rating: vii/x. Calories: 350. Fat: 17g. Sodium: 940mg.

Spicy Southwest salad: With crisp lettuce, sweet corn, and spicy chicken chilled to such a caste that it is nearly unidentifiable as animal protein, this salad comes with more than tableside flourishes than a three Michelin-starred restaurant. You lot rip open a plastic handbag of chipotle dressing to deluge the lettuce in tart buttermilk. So you rip open up another plastic bag to flavor the salad with cumin-laced pepitas. Then you open up a third plastic sachet to shower the affair with lime-spiked tortilla chips (every bit sour as Warheads candies). And finally yous open upwards a fourth plastic pocketbook to retrieve the fork and start eating it out of the two-part plastic container in which everything is independent. It's all a startling remainder of flavour for a fast-nutrient salad, just really, it's a ton of waste product. Rating: six/10. Calories: 290 Fat: 8g. Sodium: 970mg.

Grilled nuggets: Even juicier than the proper breast; they actually sit down in a pool of the delicious seasoning juice. With all the preservative sodium, I suppose these would make corking MREs for soldiers effectually the world, and maybe I'd order them myself as a substitute for a whey poly peptide shake later the gym. Rating: vi/10. Calories: 140. Fatty: 3.5g. Sodium: 440mg.

Grilled chicken sandwich: This ranks with the grilled nuggets as the juiciest items at Chick-fil-A. The secret is the seasoning, which includes apple cider vinegar, sea common salt, chicken fat, fume flavor, lemon peel, red bong pepper, and — bet you wouldn't estimate this — orange juice and grape juice. Then far, so good. But the bad news is that this masterpiece of moistness comes with a multigrain bun, lettuce, and tomato. Grilled food shouldn't mean spa food. Rating: 5.v/10. Calories: 310. Fatty: 6g. Sodium: 820mg.

Spicy deluxe sandwich: Information technology's similar to the regular crispy chicken sandwich, but you're paying more for the watery tomato you don't desire, the lettuce you lot don't need, and the slice of pepper jack cheese y'all really can't taste. Rating: 5/10. Calories: 540. Fat: 25g. Sodium: 1760mg.

Chicken salad sandwich: Information technology'due south just like whatever other version of this mayonnaise-y dejeuner staple, except with a combination of spices and pickle savor that arrive gustatory modality like cake frosting. Rating: three/10. Calories: 500. Fat: 21g. Sodium: 1090mg.

Chicken noodle soup: Basically a bowl of mushy vegetables floating in hot, saline cornstarch broth, this makes a handbag of Lipton dehydrated chicken soup seem gourmet by comparing. Rating: 2/10. Calories: 130. Fat: 2.5g. Sodium: 1040mg.

Superfood side salad: Basically chopped broccolini and kale blended with maple vinaigrette and dried cherries, this salad tastes like cellophane marinated in Sweet'Northward Low syrup. Rating: i/10. Calories: 190. Fat: 9g. Sodium: 250mg.

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... and finally, a quick, unrated await at drinks and dessert

Icedream cone: A cool, milky, low-fatty dairy product laced with so much carrageenan and guar gum that yous can social club ane, permit it sit, consume your unabridged lunch, and it still won't have dripped 10 minutes later. Calories: 260. Fat: 6g. Sugar: 38g.

Frosted java: Chick-fil-A's answer to the Dunkin' Donuts frozen iced coffee or the Starbucks Frappuccino. With respect to both of those chains, Chick-fil-A'due south version is smoother, with less leftover slush at the end, thank you to a shot of Icedream blended in. This is the right pairing for the chicken mini breakfast sandwiches. Calories: 240. Fat: 6g. Sugar: 38g.

Lemonade: Freshly squeezed on premises and laced with more sugar than a soda pop. The scent is intoxicating; the flavour, cloying. Mix it with iced tea, Arnold Palmer-mode, for a more balanced drink. Calories: 220. Fat: 0g. Sugar: 55g.

Frosted lemonade: A misnomer of sorts. Sounds like a cold slushie, but turns out to be too much Icedream blended with likewise little lemonade. Information technology tastes nothing similar citrus and everything like the beverage's saccharide content, which is 63 grams. Calories: 330. Fatty: 6g. Sugar: 63g.

Iced tea: Sweetened to that sweet spot where it's palate-achingly undrinkable. Threw information technology out later on two sips. Calories: 120. Fat: 0g. Sugars: 30g.

Strawberry shake: Drinkable through a straw without inducing a stroke, which will automatically disqualify it for those who prefer to consume milkshakes with a spoon. Also, it tastes similar bodily strawberries. Not bad! Calories: 570. Fat: 21g. Carbohydrate: 77g.

Peach milkshake: Similar sucking a can of over-sweetened Dole canned peaches through a straw. Nasty stuff. Calories: 630. Fatty: 0g. Sugar: 0g

Ryan Sutton is Eater NY's chief critic and data lead. Jenny Zhang is Eater's newsletter editor.
Editor: Erin DeJesus
Special thanks to Sonia Chopra and Matt Buchanan

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