The Fine Print January 2014 | Page 4

THE COOKIE JAR  EPC brings you the latest from Pilani’s very own. A section by you, for you. Not necessarily about you however.  WE ARE RECRUITING!  Date: 30th Jan Time: 5 PM Venue: 2204 them looked at me pityingly and said, ‘No, the point is that this is a chicken place. We don’t really cater to vegetarians.’ Any person in their right mind approaches chicken with the reverence this godly food deserves. And when a group of such people meet, an institution of the highest order is formed. The newest of these, only a hop, skip and jump away from Ganga Gate but separated from the main gates by miles of tarmac interspersed with drainage, is Cruncheez. As one traverses the terrain, perhaps builds an appetite and finally reaches the place, the smell of crispy chicken floods one’s olfactory senses. Pilani finally has its own KFC rip-off! Many of this reporter’s friends have declared that she tends to overplay its brilliance, but Fine Print takes a firm stand on the glory of Cruncheez. You will not realize it while munching at the limp (but beautiful) French fries. You might not realize it while eating the chicken wrap, for there is far too little stuffing and you might find the wrapping too sweet. But, lord, it will hit you when you bite into a piece of fried chicken, your teeth cutting through the flaky golden fried batter to sink through the juicy meat, your senses going into overdrive. I do not exaggerate. Full fried chicken at GD, we do believe your reign is over. Fine Print doesn’t stoop so low as to order vegetarian food at a temple to chicken, but friends who have usually sing praises of the best-veg-burger-in-Pilani. The veg pops though, everyone agrees, are absolutely abhorrent. We asked the gentlemen at the counter whether Cruncheez was planning to add to its heavily handicapped vegetarian menu (for the sake of our less fortunate peers) and one of Now, the only major issue with the place is that the quality seems very inconsistent. Upon the second visit there was a noticeable drop in deliciousness, probably due to the large crowd. A third visit was necessary to reaffirm the fact that the chicken was, in fact, as delicious as we thought. The garlic mayonnaise was insanely delicious the first time we tried it, but had too mild a hint of the root the second time and was so loaded with garlic that it stung the third time. But it’s worth a try. The Chick Pops were absolutely KFC-Chicken-Popcorn-like on our first visit but very disappointing the second time, because they were chopped -up chicken strips (which some of us found decent and which others adored) masquerading as Pops. But quirks like this give a place charm, yes? Let’s quickly mention everything other than the glorious chicken that is the root of all gluttony. Prices are reasonable. The food gives surprisingly fair competition to KFC’s, at much lower rates. The ambience is pleasant if you like purple walls and turquoise dustbins, and can always be swapped for the homeliness of your hostel room if you don’t, with home delivery until eleven p.m.. The gentlemen who run it are full of enthusiasm, with plans for a party-hall in the pipeline. They tell us with pride that the aim of this sister restaurant of Chikki’s in Jaipur is to cater tasty and hygienic food to BITSians