Church’s Chicken

My GI doesn’t like it but I do. That neon «OPEN 24 HOURS» sign is a lighthouse in a sea of gentrification, and it’s honestly as good as any greasy fried chicken I’ve ever had.

One can’t really go wrong with Church’s when one has a case of the munchies. 24h is a beautiful thing.
Parking is available in the lot in front of the restaurant (strip mall).
The restaurant isn’t as big as it looks. Sure the front area is wide, but the place is actually quite shallow. There is seating for maybe 15 people inside. Seats are clean but dated — the place looks like something from the 1980s.
Staff were friendly.
The menu seems to have shrunk. Herb and Korean flavours are no more, which is a real shame. They have these new Munchers, which are battered balls of potatoes, green onions, and maybe a bit of cheese. Don’t let the giant picture on the poster fool you — they’re smaller than a golf ball. Rather disappointing. Also they’re hot on the outside but room temperature on the inside. Stick to the chicken.

I had to get some fried chicken at mid night. So I drove down there, and waited 15 mins for fresh (?) fried chickens. The staff was very friendly unlike my last visit. She even gave me an extra piece of chicken, and upsized the gravy. Ordered 8 pcs, and it was my greed. I only have eaten 3 pcs, and no more…

I wonder why they only got three stars? It’s fast food joint. Let’s all keep expectations real here! If you are looking for greasy fried chicken in this healthy city, look no further. Get their 10 Piece deal with Fries and Gravy to go. I make a huge pot of rice at home and I go to town — sweet and juicy fried chicken town, that is! If I get it on a Friday, don’t expect to see my face again until Monday.

Way better than KFC! Really the only fast food I crave and don’t regret afterwards. Good coupons available all the time too. Could use some upgrades to the dining area as the table wasn’t even bolted down in the booth seats.

Cheap jerks wanted to charge me extra to replace mayo for mustard.
Why are these jerks at fast food restaurants so cheap?
Stay away. Crappy people work here.

Bad service and the cashier is a rude guy, and closed at 2:45 am even though the sign says 24h but finally the opened for 15 min.

Even someone like myself, whom claims to have a refined pallet. once in a while eats low food like fast food, however, I have to admit that they have the best chicken nuggets. Expensive, however, rather than getting 3% real chicken… I am getting 5% real chicken. I’ve read the book Fast Food Nation cover to cover twice and for some reason, I will have that grease urge. I am only human. Plus if you’re lucky you get to be greeted by some man outside dancing in a chicken outfit. The inside looks like a clichéd suburban fast food joint that you would see in a Kevin Smith movie. The 5 stars is just for the nuggets only… nothing else. I have to draw the line somewhere.

The best fried chicken chain in the city. ²⁴⁄₇. «Duh! I’m a fan.» If you’ve never been to Church’s, it’s time you opened your heart to the chicken love, my brothers and sisters. And if it’s been a while, then it’s time to hear the call and return to the coop.
At 11:00 p.m. last night, my friend and I wanted to try out the new «Korean Fried Chicken» advertised on the posters. Having quickly learned to love this style of KFC (unfortunate acronym) in Los Angeles, as well as at Robson Street spots such as Zabu Chicken, I was looking forward to tasting Church’s rendition. The Korean style dictates a double-​fry plus glistening sauce deftly applied with a paintbrush on each piece of chicken. Unfortunately, here it was just the regular chicken dunked in a vat of sweet-​and-​sour-​and-​spicy sauce. On the plus side, the regular chicken is fabulous and the sauce goes well with it. So, while I feel it’s a stretch to call it KFC (I feel terrible for even putting these letters together in this review; forgive me, Church’s!), it’s still some mighty fine chicken! And prices are reasonable at $ 3 for 2 drumsticks, $ 7 for 5…
Oh, and let’s not forget other items such as the commendable poutine (the gravy has a slight sweetness to it) and McCain’s apple pie. Mmm MMM.

open 24 hours — you can’t miss their 70s/​80s big huge NEON revolving sign!

For fried chicken, Church’s is up to par with the other big boys. Crunchy, juicy and big on flavour with just enough spice for the spicy version. Service was acceptable but not particularly friendly. I also found their prices rather expensive but maybe that’s because I am comparing it to U.S. prices which is not quite fair to begin with. Opens ²⁴⁄₇ — great for people with late night cravings.

I’m impressed with Church’s Chicken because they’re so consistent with their fried chicken. After all these years in Vancouver, their fried chicken product has been exactly the same when it comes to the taste and the looks. Their takeout boxes are still the same too. Nothing much has changed, except for the logo. Their chicken has tender white meat. It’s good old fashioned greasy fried chicken and they kept their original recipe. You know what you’re getting and it isn’t health food, so you shouldn’t eat it everyday.
I just don’t see the Church’s Chicken mascot out in the public anymore. Last time I spotted the mascot at this location, the chicken was handing out styrofoam toy planes.

It’s fast food fried chicken, so you probably know what you’re getting into here.
But now they’re open 24/​7, which means they’re open when I’m drunk, late on Friday or Saturday night when everything else on Main is closed. And drunk me gives fast food fried chicken 4-​stars.*
Generally, I would scoff at anyone that orders chicken tenders over regular pieces, but they don’t keep any tenders sitting under the heat lamp at 3am, so if you order them they’ll batter and fry you fresh ones. Also, bonus points for being a chain restaurant where the spicy option actually has some kick.
*So, you know, don’t consider this an endorsement between the hours of breakfast-​midnight or if you’re prone to being sober

not bad for the price you pay ;)

Seventh favorite Churches in my book

Judging by appearance, I assumed that Church’s Chicken was a poor man’s version of Kentucky Fried Chicken. The cash register told me that this just wasn’t so.
I should have turned away when I saw the fry cook pour a bag of frozen crinkle cut fries into the deep fryer, but I was starving, and couldn’t be bothered to walk any further.
As I sat peeling off the greasy skin of the chicken carcass, I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror that paneled the wall. I felt dirty and ashamed, but goddammit, I paid for this unappetizing chicken.
The fries were crisp enough at the edges, but occasionally soft and undercooked in the middle, just like Mom used to bake them. Ketchup was my salvation in drowning out the bland taste, but I soon realized the pump was on empty.
I walked over to the counter to ask for some to go packages, but the four employees were far too occupied assembling a table to notice my puppy dog eyes across the counter.
Never again.

here’s another one of my weird stories.
Diony: «wake up. we’re going to Canada.»
Joolie: «what? i just got back from Canada like 48 hours ago!!»
Diony: «and??? i’m getting my tattoo done. let’s go.»
Joolie: «isn’t the artist only going to be there for a DAY!!!»
(note: most tattoos… especially the particular one he wanted takes MULTIPLE sessions to complete. due to pain and also the amount of work… it is INSANE to get this done in 24 hours for both parties.)
six hours later… everyone was already exhausted from the night before– needed fuel. Diony was on the chair for 4.5 hours. we loaded up in the van with the rest of the zombies and set out to find some food. we went everywhere from the local grocery store, Tim Horton’s and McDonald’s… we presented the food to Diony and he practically vomited at the first bite of anything we handed him. he was in severe pain and extremely weak… i didn’t know what else to do.
we went back to the van and drove around Burnaby until we spotted Church’s Chicken. i recalled having this a few years back with my parents, so i suggested we stop by to give it a whirl. we ordered the biscuits, wings and a whole bucket of breast/​legs. affordability is what i love about this place.
well, you guessed it. Diony basically passed out from the strenuous buzzing, blood loss and pain. i waved a piece of chicken in his face and the man shot straight up. he was revived! he practically ate the whole bucket. i was able to snag a couple pieces and BOY!!! were they delicious. it’s quite addicting.
Chuch’s Chicken saves lives!

Long ago, on the eve of my vegetarianism, I found myself clinging to Church’s Chicken. Gross, I know, but I really had a hard time letting go of Church’s crispy little thighs and spicy bite-​sized wings. Every morsel was just so succulent and juicy. And the subsequent week, when I faltered, I quickly snuck off to this Church’s to pick up their cheap chicken and leg combo. I’m shaking my head now at the memory. I could barely wait until I got into the car before I dug my teeth into that chicken’s crispy flesh. Hmm… the thought now doesn’t really hold as much appeal or temptation but there are times when I watch my family devour their family sized bucket of Church’s signature original recipe and something in my stomach stirs. Ah, fried chicken. If I ever change my ways, this is where you’ll find me.