CRISPY CHICKEN

Crispy Chicken might want to reconsider its name because if the hygiene rating is anything to go by, ‘Crispy’ is the only thing left on the menu. With a hygiene score of 2, it’s no surprise that even the fried chicken is starting to look a bit sad. Some patrons rave about perfectly cooked peri peri chicken, while others are left wondering if their meal came from the depths of a microwave.

You can bank on some genuine hospitality from the staff, but don’t let that distract you from the fact that flies seem to be the real patrons here. If you’re into high-stakes dining, this place could be your lottery ticket—just know that you might end up with a stomach ache for the next week. Not the kind of gamble I’d take without a solid stomach.