First time here and very impressed.
Huge friday fish turnout and every plate was impressive. Â Facility operated like a well oiled machine. Every employee was on task and doing their job as required.
I personally had a large a Alaskan haddock with crab meat. WOW
Restrooms could only be compared to Disneyland. Every restroom was absolutely spotless. Great experience, and I will definitely will be here again. I live over 50 miles away and  will definitely drive 50 miles just to go to this restaurant. The expense on the gas is well worth every penny. The only sad part is that they do close Columbus Day and reopen sometime in March.
I will be here with bells on in next spring's 2014 opening.
Food is the typical greasy deep fried food and the salads are a joke. One chicken finger on a tiny salad is what the chicken finger salad is composed of. I've gotten food poisoning there twice now Along with the group of people I've been with. Drivin is great but I bring my own food now.
Review Source:Not sure if I liked the pizza, wings, old west style mini golf, the drive-in movie, the ice cream, the skee-ball or the entertainment in the pavilion more - so let's say it all adds up to one big, bad-ass five star review! Shazam, I haven't been to a place like this ever. Â It's like the Wal-Mart of entertainment (or maybe the Target). Â We had a great time, spent most of the day there until late at night after falling asleep in the back of the car in the middle of he second movie in the double-feature (Snow White and the Huntsman, I think). Â Awesome place to visit!
Review Source:If you were born after 1982, you've probably never heard of Broasted Chicken. Fortunately for you, youngsta, the Charcoal Corral hasn't had any renovations since the 80s.
And that includes the menu.
For the uninitiated, Broasted Chicken is marinated, lightly breaded chicken cooked using a pressure-fryer. Yes, it's a fricken pressure cooker combined with a deep fat fryer! The result is an impossibly crispy piece of chicken that's more swollen with hot juice than Dale DaBone, and will burn your genitals just as badly, if you're not careful.
One of the benefits of Broasted Chicken is that there's very little grease, which often leads people to believe it's healthier than regular fried chicken, but alas, it's not. If you plan on ordering this dish, call ahead, or else you'll have to wait 15-20 minutes for it to be prepared; however, considering the wide array of activities including arcade games, miniature golf, line dancing, "Cruise Night," and impromptu arm wrestling competitions with Perry meatheads, it's pretty easy to kill time while you're waiting for your meal. There's a reason my friends and I all had our birthday parties here when we were young.
I haven't had many menu items besides the Broasted Chicken, but I can attest that the "Corral-style" (breaded) wings are greasy and crunchy and fantastic. The Beef on Weck is piled high with roast beef and a spoonful of prepared horseradish from the trough at the condiments bar is the perfect accoutrement for this Western New York staple. The sweet potato fries are good, but not mind-blowing, and my mother really likes the taco salad. Additionally, they have fish frys on Fridays and a Garbage Plate knockoff called the Dumpster Platter. The pizza shop, where sizes range from a slice (cheese - $1.99) to the 24-slice party sheet ($20.90) is located in the back.
At $3.15 for two pieces of dark meat, the Broasted Chicken is a steal. To make the night complete, get some ice cream at the ice cream shop (behind the pizzeria) and catch a double-feature next door at one of the few drive-in movie theaters left in America.
If I ever have a family, I'm gonna come here ALL THE TIME.
The pizza is really good. Really. Not too heavy, and the veggies had a nice fresh taste.
This is the place for all around family entertainment. Miniature golf. Video games. Ice cream. DRIVE IN MOVIES.
The ice cream in Wyoming County is always great--huge scoops for next to nothing of rich, creamy, wholesome goodness. You'll realize that a lot of store-bought ice cream is nothing but air and guar gum. In Perry, every little place has the real thing, and Charcoal Corral is no exception. There are more cows than people in the county! That milk has to go somewhere. Might as well freeze it. (When I was growing up, we'd go out and get our unpasteurized, unhomogenized milk straight from the tank in the milk-house. It was yellow with cream, always. When you get a scoop of real vanilla ice cream, it will be yellow.)