Not good.
It had been some time since I had last tried KFC - in 2002, in Moscow, Russia, to be precise. It wasn't bad food of what one would expect from greasy chicken and synthetic-tasting salad...not good, but not bad. I've altered my opinion of KFC. Motivated by some perverse notion, I fetched up at the Leamington KFC, bought a few pieces, coleslaw and potato salad, and scurried home to eat them. I ate the chicken, once I had removed all the breading, but nothing short of starvation could have compelled me to eat those salads.