Chicken Bar vs. Ranch1 (The Epic Battle!!!)
I love Ranch 1. I wrote about it a few weeks ago, and while I know not everyone is on board- I stand behind what I originally said. If you are looking for a grilled chicken sandwich, that tastes like real chicken, and french fries that taste like they are made from real potatoes (plus you don’t mind a chicken breast that has been pounded thin before being grilled) then Ranch 1 is your place. It’s one of the few fast food places my wife actually likes (loves is a more appropriate word)- and any place she’s into, where I can “get fries with that”, is alright with me! (Click here to read the original Ranch 1 post)
So, you can imagine my confusion when I started seeing these new Chicken Bar’s popping up. The first one, I saw on 8th Ave. and 45th St…. and then another on 52nd and Lexington. Same colors… similar logo… it’s chicken. Very strange. I couldn’t believe that this new chain was clearly ripping off Ranch 1. Did they really think that their chicken sandwich was going to be that much better to support 2 chicken chains like this in the city??? I decided a visit was in order, and last week I headed to this “Chicken Bar” with every intention of pitting it against Ranch1 in a “one on one” fast food chicken battle of death. (I would have liked to have made it a 3 man battle royale, but sadly there is no Chick Fil-A in Midtown…)

Arriving at the Chicken Bar on Lexington & 52nd, I was reminded again of how similar the logos are to each other. Both have got the yellow, red and white thing going… but the Chicken Bar sign is clearly newer- and a bit nicer. I like the abstract, “hidden” chicken head in the Ranch1 logo, over the obvious big chicken in the Chicken Bar logo, but a vinyl awning can’t touch the class of a 3-D neon style sign. Chicken Bar 1, Ranch1 Zero.

Both places have “employees” giving out $1 off coupons around the corner from their respective restaurants. I think it’s pretty obvious who wins this one. No offense to the lady on the right… I’m sure she cleans up real nice- but she is clearly not a gigantic yellow chicken. Ranch 1 ties it up… One to One.
The truth is, who cares about the coupons, and the signs and the big yellow chicken (well, actually- I care about the chicken so that’s a bad example). The food is the most important. What I ordered, and conclusion of the fierce battle that will literally cause your brain to explode in disbelief…. after the jump.
Posted by Zach at 5:55 am, October 9th, 2006 under *8th Ave. btw. 45+46th, 52nd btw Lex+3rd, Sandwiches.

A little while after discovering Tuck Shop hidden inside the CyberCafe, I noticed another sign go up in the window. “Madeleine ‘The Crepe Lady’. Making Crepes Wednesday -Sunday 10am to 4pm”. I’m intrigued. Tell me more, oh window of the CyberCafe… An article posted next to the sign went in depth about this “Crepe Lady” who served up delicious crepes in a kiosk in Central Park. Well apparently she’s at the CyberCafe now… and Central Park’s loss, is Midtown’s gain!
Tuck Shop in the CyberCafe was weird enough. But now this place has got a “Crepe Lady”. Total craziness… what kind of internet cafe is this??? But who am I to argue with this kind of deliciousness. Thankfully I didn’t let the surroundings fool me into not trying a crepe, because Madeleine is the real deal. And by real deal I mean this sweet, charming, amazing “Crepe Lady” is actually from Brittany… the birthplace of crepes. And she’s been making these French treats since she was 13 years old! I think it’s safe to say she knows what she’s doing.
Name: Sara
A friend of mine suggested that in honor of Yom Kippur, Midtown Lunch should go dark today. I thought that was a great idea… mainly because I’m lazy, and I figured it would get me out of posting something. But then I thought, that’s kind of hypocritical. Even though I’m Jewish, I don’t go to temple, and I’m certainly not fasting.
But the real reason I don’t celebrate is because my family is in Miami… and religion for me is really just about family. (Family, and the meals before and after Yom Kippur when you stuff your face- before and after you fast). It’s sort of funny that Yom Kippur is bookended by the very thing that I need to atone for the most. Gluttony. Well, gluttony and my love of pork and shellfish.

It’s been a few months since I last ate at
I remember when my wife was deciding where to go to Law School. She had been accepted into a few different schools, and it was between Tulane and some other places. I can’t remember the other ones, because the choice seemed pretty clear to me- go to New Orleans. I remember saying “When are you going to have another opportunity to go, and live somewhere as cool as New Orleans for three years of your life”. The truth is, I had no idea what I was talking about. I had never been there, and didn’t really know anything about the place… but as luck would have it, I ended up being right.
Raw oysters and boiled crawfish at Harbor Seafood (in Kenner) , The Roast Duck Po’Boy at Crabby Jack’s, Fried Chicken at Dunbar’s (the greatest fried chicken I’ve ever eaten), Raw Oysters at
I mention that one last because when we moved to NYC, we were incredibly excited to hear that there was a Jacques-Imo’s on the Upper West Side. And while the restaurant isn’t owned by Jacques (according to the website they “licensed the concept”), they serve his famous fried chicken. The food is not terrible, but it’s more like a frat boy sports bar then anything that resembles the culinary destination that is the real Jacques-Imo’s. Despite being disappointed by the dinner at the UWS restaurant, we still decided to try Jacques-Imo’s To Geaux (get it?) in the Grand Central Terminal Food Court. We figured, how hard can it be to make fried chicken and a decent po’boy? (Especially when you don’t have to worry about losing points because of the decor…)
Name: Nick