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October 2024 by Bob Swan
Chicken was decent but the potatoes were horrible
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January 2023 by Boychick O’Brien
Better than the best filet better than a bale of hay better to be alive and kickin I’m so glad for Chester’s chickenI’mSo glad to eat the tendersEven if if it’s for big spendersI couldn’t buckle my suspendersChester’s the place for never Enders waist bendersWith local vendors of various gendersBe the last of the big time spendersGo right now to your favorite lender
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February 2022 by Its Gorder
Potato wedges tasted as if they where grabbed as a sample bag from an insurance claim on field rotten potatoes trying to save what they could in storagpe
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January 2022 by Good Boy
I’ve had Chester’s Chicken ever since I was a young child, it was connected to the only gas station in my small town meaning it was the only place to get some grub for a good 30+ miles.I ended up moving out of that town, yearning for Chester and his chicken every single day. Later my relative from the old small town told me that the Chesters, I was devastated, worried that I would never be able to experience the chickens glory again.But one Saturday, I was driving down a road that I have never taken before, I know the town pretty well so I knew where I was going, but at a intersection I saw a familiar white and yellow sign that I remembered from my childhood, it was Chester. For years I have been worried when the chicken has been under my nose this entire time, I felt like a fool, Chester was calling my name but I was too ignorant to listen.I immediately made a U-turn to rejoice with my old friend. Pulled into the gas station, left my car started without a second thought, sprinted and rammed through the doors as fast I possible could, excitedly skipped towards the heating lamps, just to find out, they do not make the chicken on weekends.There were not words in the Webster’s dictionary to describe how infuriated and lived I was, I told the clerk that “it was fine” but under the mask of eyes and mouth that is my face, I was demolished with hatred and guilt for not being able to reconnect with a best friend that day.But I did as they said and waited til Monday, got their before the lamps were even on and watched as they later that beautiful, brown tinted, shiny, crispy chicken on the sheets. I bought every single piece they had made along with their stock of wedges. I told myself I would wait for the dinner I had prepared for my friends, but I’m weak and Chester’s hock was on my neck, so I caved in and tried a piece before they have arrived.I felt god that day, and his name was Chester.
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October 2020 by Deb K.
Very dirty women's bathrooms. Two employees chatting behind the counter not working. Paper towels empty by the squeegees to wash windshield. I should have just went to the mobile station down the road.
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November 2019 by doug wiggins
Yeah I think the next time I'm at this particular chester chicken, I'll just stick to strips, or chicken. I order gizzards,& liver this had to. E the worst experience I had at Chester's. For one order a large, they came with the smallest box, & portion I had seen. Then the liver was terrible, i didn't even eat it it was just something strange about them. The batter wasnt even normal for all the Chester chickens ice been to. Moral of the story, is just stick to the chicken at this spot.
