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The Cereal Killer Cafe | Cereal, But Make It Fried

So, it finally happened. I finally tried the cereal covered chicken (alliteration) I had been thinking about for months. I spontaneously hopped on a bus during my lunch break and made my way to the quirky little spot on Brick Lane we know as “The Cereal Killer Cafe”.

I was so excited to try the Fruity Pebbles 'Cereal Fried Chicken' and when it came, I was astounded. The colour of the cereal coating was clearly dulled by the other ingredients in the batter and the oil, but it was still clear as day to me that these chicken pieces were far from ordinary. I picked up my first piece and slowly lifted it to my mouth. I smelt the sweetness, if that makes sense. As I chewed, I revelled in experiencing two contradictory flavours and textures; the outside of the chicken was delightfully crisp and sweet, and the inside was tender and savoury. So enjoyable! I don't have any complaints about it.

Fruity Pebbles Coated Fried Chicken

I also ordered the Bran Fries (fries in an All Bran coating). On paper, this pairing just didn't make any sense to me, but if we always followed logic, we'd never create anything.

Bran Fries

Now I was equally as excited to try these fries as I was to try the chicken, but they just didn't hit the spot for me. Boo. The concept was great - if the fries tasted fresher and were less dense, I can see how it could have won. I would have loved more of a crunch - that would have slightly made up for the denseness of the fries. I will say, though, that the dip that accompanied the fries (bubblegum something something - I don't remember what it was) was a great accompaniment. It had the gloopy consistency of glue and tasted like what I would expect a bubblegum ketchup to taste like. The colour made me feel like a kid again. I didn't eat too much of it because I'm not a child and these teeth don't need to go anywhere any time soon.

This restaurant is one for those who love a bit of nostalgia. The furniture is reminiscent of what would have been seen in the bedrooms of teens in the '90s; there are props everywhere that cajole you into thinking you have escaped your 9-5 and have entered a different realm. But you haven't. You're just in Shoreditch.

Imagine. A BED in a restaurant.

As usual, I have to shout out the people who make my experience awesome. The young lady and young man who served me were the loveliest people and made me feel so welcome and comfortable. They accommodated me despite my odd and frequent requests (I'm not even going to go into it) and were so friendly and knowledgeable!

Loved this display.

Truly an interesting - albeit short-lived - experience and it is only fair that I lead you to where you can find out how to experience the same thing, so here: https://www.cerealkillercafe.co.uk