KFC

Name: KFC
Address: Unit No, Sobha City Mall, Food Court, Shop No 8, SA 3h, south, Thrissur, Kerala, India
Telephone: +918089818287
Price range: $$
Rating: 4.4

3610 votes

#8 of 332 fast food in Thrissur

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$$$$ Price range per person INR 230

Unit No, Sobha City Mall, Food Court, Shop No 8, SA 3h, south

Thrissur, Kerala, India

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Tasty fried chicken, spicy chicken and grilled chicken will impress you at the first bite. At this restaurant, you can get a takeout. The staff is attentive that's what makes KFC so nice. Professional service is something that visitors note in their comments. Expect the pretty atmosphere at this place. This spot is ranked 4.5 within the Google grading system.

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Fiza Tasnim a month ago on Google

Food: 5 Service: 5 Atmosphere: 5 Service: Dine in Recommended dishes: Chicken Bucket, Fried Chicken, French Fries

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Hey Fiza Tasnim, thanks for the high rating! We're delighted you had a great time.

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Muhammed Mehroof a month ago on Google

Food: 5 Service: 5 Atmosphere: 5 Service: Dine in Price per person: ₹1,200–1,400

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Favence c Lawrance 3 months ago on Google

There are meals and then there is KFC. No, scratch that. There are divine interventions dressed in eleven herbs and spices, and then there is KFC. This is not just food. It is a revelation. A poultry-powered pilgrimage to the golden gates of flavor. A crispy-fried awakening of the soul. It began on a Tuesday—an ordinary, gloomy day, the kind where the clouds mope and the sun clocks out early. I, a humble mortal plagued by hunger and existential dread, wandered aimlessly through the urban jungle. And then, like a shining beacon in the storm, I saw it: the red and white temple of Colonel Sanders. His wise, bespectacled face called to me from the signage above, whispering in an accent I didn't know I understood, “Come on in, y’all.” I obeyed. As I crossed the threshold into this deep-fried sanctum, the smell hit me like a tidal wave of love and cholesterol. It was as though a thousand chickens had laid down their lives for a higher cause. My knees went weak. My mouth, dry. My wallet? Wide open. I ordered the legendary bucket—the Holy Grail of greasy gastronomy. When it arrived, it wasn’t just food. It was art. Nay, it was a Michelangelo sculpture made of meat. Each piece glistened with golden, crackling skin, the result of some arcane alchemy involving a pressure fryer and the lost manuscript of spice sorcery. I took my first bite. Time stopped. Somewhere, a choir of angels burst into a gospel rendition of “Hallelujah.” My taste buds did backflips. I briefly transcended space and time. For one shimmering second, I could see everything—the secrets of the universe, the path to inner peace, the Colonel’s original recipe etched into the stars. And the sides! Mashed potatoes smoother than a jazz saxophone solo. Gravy that flowed like a river of molten ambrosia. Biscuits so flaky, I texted my ex just to compare. The coleslaw? A crunchy, tangy masterpiece that sang songs of garden-fresh harmony. But the pièce de résistance? The satisfaction. The kind of fullness that wraps around your soul like a warm Southern hug. I left that KFC a changed person. Wiser. Stronger. Slightly greasier. So if you’ve never been, I beg you: go. Go now. Cast aside all doubts, throw on your stretchiest pants, and submit to the power of the chicken. Because KFC isn't just a fast food joint—it’s a portal to nirvana, one crispy drumstick at a time. Final Verdict: 11/10. Would sell my soul for another bucket. Food: 5 Service: 5 Atmosphere: 5

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