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March 3, 2017 | by  | in Food |
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Revived

When you enter you are greeted by the welcoming sounds of mainstream radio: The Edge is playing, and who doesn’t like Shawn Mendes? I don’t. The atmosphere apart from the music is warm and the banter is strong between the identical brothers who work there. I will admit it took me way longer to realised they were multiple people.

You come into the place and immediately get the feeling you are in a street-market type food shop turned lower-class restaurant, and that’s its jam. The brown paper bags and polystyrene containers sitting on top of the buffet full of fried chicken, plus the noodles, rice, and curry let you know that what you are about to taste has come from years of culinary fine-tuning. The chalkboard menu settles the idea that your food is gonna be some Rachael Ray type-shit. There are heaps of seats for you and your friends (wearing a pair of headphones equates to exactly one friend).

The chips at Revive are a hit and miss, but today they were a hit. The real attraction for Revive’s chips lies in the array of salts that are on offer. The selection includes chicken salt, lemon pepper, cayenne, and Moroccan. There’s also vinegar for those of the British persuasion. This free choice has often led to my downfall due to my overestimation of how much seasoning I need, an indication of the fact that we, as humans, just cannot be trusted to make our own decisions. The fries receive a good 3.5 out of 5, not perfect by any means but enough to get me through a tough day.

The fish burger is a stand-out, as it’s something you can’t fuck up. The main element to the dish is the fish. If you put fish in there, you’re 90% of the way to a positive review. The fish burger came stacked with tomato, lettuce, onion, pickle, mayo, and cheese. I have never had a fish burger with cheese. It felt like an expensive Filet-o-Fish, but since I was not intoxicated on cheap vodka shots and sweaty from an hour long fist-pump session at The Establishment, I was not down for an upper-class Filet-o-Fish. Throughout the burger the only crunch was the onion and that was a let-down. The buns were extra soft (which may be okay with some people, but I am a firm believer in firm buns). The soft buns made the burger crumble quicker than Leicester’s reputation in 2016 season. For $4.90, it comes in at a strong 3.5 out of 5. It’s not terrible, it’s not the greatest fish burger I’ve ever tasted, and I haven’t vomited yet.

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