Fried Chicken restaurants in New York

Pies 'N' Thighs

166 S. Fourth St., Brooklyn, NY 11211

Frying up the best chicken in Williamsburg, and some of the best in Brooklyn, Pies-N-Thighs represents a sort of hipsterized Southern diner, a "meat and three" place that... More »
S.O.B.'s

204 Varick St., New York, NY 10014

SOB's (Sounds of Brazil) opened in 1982 and has proven a blessing to the city's lovers of salsa, samba, reggae, Latin alternative, hip-hop, and more. The attractive space offers... More »
B.B. King Blues Club & Grill

237 W. 42nd St., New York, NY 10036

Robert Johnson sold his soul for prodigious skill on the guitar. B.B. King was already pretty good, so he ended up with... a Midtown mega club? Just... More »
Joe's Pub

425 Lafayette St., New York, NY 10003

As if a college-admissions officer ran Joe's Pub, this Village lounge takes pride in diversity through its "genre-blind booking." And they really mean... More »

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Recent Critic Reviews

Robert Sietsema writes for Village Voice on Peppa's Jerk Chicken

Jerk was invented by Arawak Indians, who inhabited the primeval forests of the Jamaican uplands. As the legend goes—and legends are about all there is to go on—they'd rub freshly butchered wild boars with a tenderizing mixture that contained the dried berry of the pimento tree, which is native to the island and which came to be called allspice because it tasted like...
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Robert Sietsema writes for Village Voice on Hill Country Chicken

I'm a Texas barbecue fanatic, and Hill Country is my favorite place to grab the luscious slow-smoked ribs and fat-rimmed brisket that epitomize the genre. Which is why I was so stoked to try its new offshoot, Hill Country Chicken. One might assume that the titular poultry would also be barbecued, but when news of the place started leaking out, it proved to be just another fried-chicken...
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Robert Sietsema writes for Village Voice on Pies 'N' Thighs

Have you ever loved a restaurant that was—how shall we say it?—not quite up to your standards of hygiene? Such was the case with the old Pies-N-Thighs. It crouched behind a down-and-dirty bar across Kent Avenue from the Domino Sugar Factory. The café looked iffy as you entered by a rear door, where you'd see pots and pans, teetering stacks of pies, and dirty plates...
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