“Why do you always review kebab shops,” moaned one colleague.
“No-one eats kebabs any more. Do something different.”
So, with those words ringing in my ears as I left Telegraph Towers after a late shift, I headed into Blackburn’s less-than-busy neon mecca of Darwen Street in search of some supper.
I fancied a kebab, but, taking the sternly-delivered advice, I instead opted for a spot of chicken and chips from the Dixy Fried Chicken.
The shop, which had a strip of beige parcel tape across a crack in the glass door, was empty but it took a few moments for the member of staff to put his mobile down to acknowledge me.
When I was finally attended to I decided to opt for a £3.99 box of fried chicken and fries.
Some 15 minutes after ordering the fries were ready and the chicken pieces were taken out of the heater and thrown into the box.
Red salt was applied before I had chance to say yay or nay but I was offered a free tin of pop.
The fries were good, nice and crisp and red hot, but the chicken was not as good as I would have hoped.
The coating was soggy and the meat was tough and full of bones.
Not the best and I won’t be rushing through that cracked door again in a hurry.
So, sorry colleague, it’s back to the kebabs for me.