SOMETIMES you just feel overburdened by the number of takeaway menus that get shoved through your door.

They never come in ones or twos — it is always five or six that are on the mat when you get home . . . including one this week that contained my review of the premises from a few months ago.

Given what I said about the place, I was surprised to see that appear on a menu but, hey ho, that’s their prerogative.

But I digress. Some people call the multitude of menus junk mail — I refer to it as an adventure.

And I had one of those adventures when I played the food equivalent of blind brag and picked out the Hardeez from a selection of five or six.

It seemed promising enough, as their strap line promises ‘Great Kickin’ Chicken.

So I got onto the phone and summoned an order of a boneless meal of four strips, six pieces of popcorn chicken, two dips, fries and a drink.

You kind of know what you are going to get from that sort of meal, unless it is rubbish — and thankfully the Hardeez isn’t in that category.

A fried chicken supper would get the health experts all of a tizzy but it is a decent feast and did for me.

And that’s all you can ask for.