


Counter-serve chain specializing in chicken dishes, plus Southern sides & desserts served in jars.
Address and Contact Information
Address: 131 Miracle Strip Pkwy SW, Fort Walton Beach, FL 32548
Phone: (850) 659-6330
Website: https://slimchickens.com/?utm_source=google&utm_medium=organic&utm_campaign=gmb
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Reviews
– The chicken is pretty awesome, I’d say just better than Zaxby’s abd worse than Raising Cane’s.
– Fries were kind of weird. The seasoning was good but they felt a little chewy. Idk something seemed off. Not bad but strange.
– Fried pickles were about what you’d expect. They’re good but probably won’t change your life.
– I was slightly disappointed in the seauces I tried. Ranch was excellent, butter garlic was fine but a little potent, and Slim’s sauce wasn’t great. It tasted a little ketchupy.
– Toast was good and buttery with a nice texture.
– Prices pretty much on par with other places.
– Everyone there seemed nice.
It may sound negative overall, but the chicken really was very good and that’s the most important thing for a chicken place. They also have some amazing looking desert jars we’re planning on trying soon. Stay tuned for the update.
Update: the jars are good
The food was awful. Chicken so stale and hard it crunched like decorative landscaping gravel. I assume it was cooked sometime during the Obama administration and reheated via thoughts and prayers. If the goal was “jerky without the seasoning,” nailed it.
Returned 2 days later with a Slim Chickens salad… in a Slim Chickens bowl… purchased at Slim Chickens. The manager examines it like I just handed him a counterfeit Picasso. Says, “How do I know you bought this here?” Strong point. As we all know, Slim Chickens bowls are commonly forged and traded on the black market.
When I mention this has never been an issue at any other restaurant on Earth, he fires back with: “Sounds like you return a lot.” Incredible. Truly elite-level customer engagement. Somewhere, a corporate training manual just burst into flames.
Filled out the customer survey. Instead of help, I get a follow-up call from another dweeb who lectures me about my “3-day-old salad,” accuses me of being the problem, and then hangs up when I respond. Which honestly felt on-brand at that point.
Between the fossilized chicken, the attitude Olympics, and customer service that feels like an unscripted prank show, this place is a marvel. Not in a good way more like a roadside attraction you warn people about.
Come hungry. Leave confused. Bring a receipt, a lawyer, and possibly carbon dating equipment.