Y’know those days when you’re just really craving fried chicken, waffles, maple syrup and cinnamon butter? No, I never used to either- but, trust me: once you’ve been to Lucky Fox, you’ll get it.

Lucky Fox opened in September, on a stretch of Division Street that I must confess to not previously paying loads of attention to. I blame the “private shop” for having averted my gaze for so long. Anyways, this wrong has now been righted and I am so glad.

The vibe is laid back. The artwork is cool, the lighting and furniture industrial chic and the beer is serious. The whole place oozes hip (and hipster) and I’m not ashamed to say I liked it.

That’s to say nothing of the menu. The. Menu. Oh, the carbs! But the spring menu has a quinoa salad on it, which totes makes it a destination for the health-conscious too. Just good luck to anyone trying to be virtuous if you’re sat with someone shovelling Lucky Fox’s fried chicken in their gob.

Lucky Fox describes itself as a diner, dive bar and deli, and has a good range of sandwiches ready to take away during the working day.

As you may have guessed, I had, and LOVED, the fried chicken at Lucky Fox. Look at it:

We were in at teatime. There’s a real novelty still, even in my 30s, about having breakfast items at tea, let alone topped with chicken. They make the waffles themselves at Lucky Fox and they’re great, as was the butter with cinnamon whipped into it. The fried chicken, which was perfectly spiced with a good crispy outside (this is thanks to it being double-dipped), was delicious and even better dunked into that maple syrup.

The Other Half’s “Fat Elvis” was something of a beast. It’s fried chicken, cheese, slaw, bacon and fries, all snuggled up together in a brioche bun:

The Fat Elvis was great but, mercifully, the usefulness of a knife and fork was quickly realised.

Lucky Fox are good at all things fried, as their chips attest to. Yep, that’s right: we went and ordered a dirty side order of parmesan fries:

As we went up to the counter to settle our very reasonable bill, we got chatting to our server. He told us that one of the owners’ Mums bakes all the cakes we could see before us. And what do you know? We left with some cakeaway for the following day. An amazing brownie and a slice of gorgeously sticky pecan pie:

All in all, I really liked Lucky Fox. It’s got a relaxed but knowingly cool vibe, the staff are friendly, the kitchen’s open (I do love a good nosy) and the prices are reasonable. And guess what else? They serve breakfast all day. Perfect hangover fodder. Though make sure you also try the chicken at some point (or at the same time).

Lucky Fox is at 72 Division Street, Sheffield. Have a poke around their Facebook page here. And please, do, get yourself down there.  I’ll be heading back to check out the chicken biscuit quinoa salad.