Dixy Chicken

You're walking up Stokes Croft in St Paul's and the smell hits you first — proper chicken frying in hot oil, the kind that makes your stomach rumble instantly. Dixy's got that takeaway energy that works: strip lights, basic setup, zero pretence. Order at the counter, watch them work, and within minutes you've got a box of golden, genuinely crispy chicken that's leagues better than the chain stuff. The sides aren't afterthoughts either — proper proper food, not just filler. It's the kind of spot locals queue for, especially late, because it actually delivers on what it promises.