I’m a firm believer that fried chicken is the solution to most of life’s problems. Too much Chemistry homework? Fried chicken. Friend group drama? Fried chicken. Anything else? Fried chicken.
So I set out to try the only thing that might improve a glorious piece of golden brown, crispy fried chicken: putting it on a biscuit.
My standard for the chicken biscuit is Chick-fil-a — it’s everything a chicken biscuit should be: buttery, flaky and heavy on the fried chicken, of course.
But Chick-fil-a chicken biscuits are usually handed to me through the window of my beat-up Toyota minivan alongside an overly-sweetened iced coffee — not quite the perfect atmosphere for my VSCO feed.
Distrikt Biskuit House, a pop up shop located in the lobby of the Adam’s Mark Hotel, appeared from their website to be a perfect blend of an upscale urban environment sprinkled with Southern charm. After the ride that should have taken 20-minutes turned into an over-an-hour one, though, I began to have some doubts. Distrikt House is right next to Arrowhead, so don’t make the same stupid mistake I did and go on a Sunday. Fortunately, their food made it worth it.
As I waited in line, I made a silent prayer that my car — parked directly next to a sign that said “No parking on game days past 12:00 pm” — wouldn’t be towed. But my fear vanished as I was handed my biscuit and potatoes, steaming up the brown paper bag and smelling like all of my chicken-fried dreams.
I rushed to my, thankfully, not-towed car and devoured most of my biscuit in minutes. I had gotten the classic, with just the chicken and biscuit, though they offered eggs, cheese, bacon and hash browns as toppings.
My initial thoughts were that it was all too much — the biscuit itself was nearly the size of my head. But it was warm and rich, making me forget that I was about to eat all 2,000 of my daily calories. And sorry, Chick-fil-a, but your chicken just doesn’t compare. Distrikt House’s was more moist, tender and flavorful than any drive thru. Each bite was filled with a peppery kick, and the outside of the chicken had a golden brown crust.
The biscuit, though, was where Distrikt House really stood out. The flaky texture practically dissolved with every bite, and even after I swore I couldn’t eat any more, I found myself reaching down from the steering wheel to tear another piece off.
Unfortunately, I can’t say the same for my breakfast potatoes. While the initially warm, inviting smell made me shove a few down my throat before I got to my car, they grew old quickly. Oddly enough, they seemed to be coated in sugar, which made them taste almost like sweet potatoes — which is great, if that’s what you’re into.
The atmosphere of Distrikt House didn’t quite live up to my expectations from the website. It was hardly bigger than a classroom, and so dark that I nearly thought it was closed. The only photo-worthy part of the restaurant was the colorful hand-written menu on a chalkboard that covered an entire wall.
Even though I nearly gave up on the drive to Distrikt House, the quality of their chicken and biscuits made up for it. Next time I find myself craving a chicken biscuit, I’ll skip the Chick-fil-a and head down to Distrikt House for the perfect casual brunch — just not on a home game Sunday.
