Each Thursday night Chick'N Out takes over the kitchen at Blossom Road Pub for its popular pop-up stint. Credit: PHOTO BY JACOB WALSH

For many people, home always seems to call you back at some
point, and like many prodigal sons, SOTA grad Adam Bierton
packed up and moved back to Rochester from Brooklyn last year. While enjoying
the quieter life of Rochester, he missed some of the easy access to good food
that he enjoyed in the borough. And for this reason, Bierton
had an idea stewing (or in this case, deep frying) for a while. He spent a year
fine-tuning a family recipe that’s close to his heart, and finally he set out
to found Chick’N Out, a fried chicken spot with
hometown roots, but with a little BK soul.

When I got
this assignment, I wanted to know where Chick’N Out
was. I couldn’t find an address. Is it a food truck? A shack? All I could find at
the time was an Instagram account (@chicknoutroc). Did
my editor just prank me? As it turns out, Chick’N Out
is a pop-up spot; they set up shop in one place and take over the kitchen for a
night. The old Daisy Dukes on Empire Boulevard used to have weekly pop-ups from
different chefs, so I’m familiar with the concept.

Each Thursday night Chick’N Out takes over the kitchen at Blossom Road Pub for its popular pop-up stint. Credit: PHOTO BY JACOB WALSH

Bierton says he chose a pop-up format partially because he
was eager to get his business going. He was wary about going the food truck
route, given the seasonal constraints. Finding and renovating a brick-and-mortar
space is always a lot of work and would delay his goal even farther. Fortunately,
his brother Marcus Lenear co-owns The Blossom Road
Pub, and he offered Adam the opportunity to take over the kitchen on Thursday
nights for Chick’N Out. At this time, to enjoy Chick’N Out, you have to go to Blossom Road Pub on Thursdays,
5-10 p.m. (but more accurately, it’s from 5 p.m. until they run out of food).

Bierton assured me during a pre-visit phone interview that
he ordered a more tenders and chicken this week, as he ran out sooner than he
expected the previous week. Nevertheless, he advised that I try getting there early.
I decided that going immediately after work would be a wise choice, since I
would be hungry, and my business clothes make me look more like a serious
purveyor of food news than my usual post-work attire of a faded Star Wars
t-shirt and whatever jeans look least dirty.

Parking was
tricky, even at 5:45 p.m. — the pub’s lot as well as the neighboring
businesses’ lots were full — so I wound up having to loop around and park
across the street in front of the CVS. As I exited the car, I could smell the
aroma of the food from all the way across the street. I could almost see the
scent. I felt like I could use my nose to hook to the scent and let it convey
me across the street like in old Warner Brothers
cartoons. The evening Winton Road traffic reminded me that I should just hit the
button at the crosswalk and wait for the green like everyone else.

Also serving fried catfish (off-menu)! Credit: PHOTO BY JACOB WALSH

Inside the pub was standing room-only, and people were still
filing in. Folks were in every corner of the bar and dining areas, either
waiting for their meal or chowing down like they’d discovered the meaning of
life in the food.

Chick’N Out portions are a decent size for the price. I
ordered a spicy Small Dark (leg and thigh, $10), collard greens ($2), and the
cucumber onion salad ($2). I promised my editor that I would take a few shots
of the food so that she would know what to look forward to, but I inhaled that
leg and thigh without thinking twice. Is it mean or just unprofessional to send
to your boss a picture of a completely cleaned-off set of animal bones?

I have not
had a piece of fried chicken as juicy since the last time I had family dinner
with my cousins down in Baltimore. Conversely, go to any big name fried chicken
chain, and the meal will be okay, but the chicken will be dry. If it’s juicy,
it’s also a little bloody. Chick’N Out chicken is so
tender it nearly falls off the bone. It is as if the breading is just a light
casing to keep the meat in one place. Speaking of the breading, Bierton could just sell that on wafers and make a killing.
The collard greens were a nice, mild complement to the spiciness of the
chicken. One warning: As good as they are, the greens are cooked with some
bacon, so not kosher or halal. The cucumber onion salad was a nice, tangy
finish to the meal.

The (off-menu) fried catfish with cucumber tangy onion salad and corn sides. Credit: PHOTO BY JACOB WALSH

Bierton says he plans to bring Chick’N
Out to other venues in the future and possibly go mobile with a trailer or
portable shack. But for now, being only seven weeks in at the current venue, and
as popular as it is already, I would suggest getting there as close to 5 p.m.
as possible. After all, the early bird gets the…bird. I’m bad at idioms. Just
get the chicken.

Chick’N Out cook Kevin Stevens prepares collards at Blossom Road Pub. Credit: PHOTO BY JACOB WALSH