Guy Fieri has returned to NYC and he should have stayed away

Chicken Guy — Guy Fieri’s new fast-casual spot at 136 West 42nd St.— is a case against second chances.The last foray into New York City for the platinum-haired TV showman and “celebrity” chef, was a legendary fiasco.Fieri’s mammoth Times Square restaurant — Guy’s American Kitchen & Bar — was a brutally reviewed laughingstock until it closed in 2017.Chicken Guy is no better, proof that Flavortown has no place in NYC.Situated next to the new Planet Hollywood restaurant, Fieri’s latest might as well be called Planet Heart Failure.Its fat-and-sugar bombs on buns pack up to nearly 1,000 calories each.

“Flavortown Hand-Spun Shakes,” like the scary-green Triple Double Mint Shake, tip the scale at roughly 900 caloriesThat’s about the same as competing belly-bursters from Shake Shack, but at least those tend to be delicious. As a type-2 diabetic whose condition is enough under control to enjoy an occasional junk-food fix, I wouldn’t object if Fieri’s products were edible or drinkable — but they ain’t.They’re about one thing only: sugar fixes for poor souls who confuse crunch, crackle and slimy ooze for taste.

 One of the brightly lit joint’s functional-but-charmless eating areas faces an open kitchen of sorts where cooks prepare and assemble the sandwiches.The counter’s too high to see much of what they’re up to, but large block letters across the front proclaim, “CAPITAL T TASTY.”But “tasty” doesn’t apply to the menu’s main element — chicken.

 I endured the pitiable poultry three ways in three different sandwich varieties.The simplest, the O.G.($12.99 with fries and a 20-ounce beverage), was so evocative of a warm brick inside crispy breading, I hesitated to try the more elaborate choices.

I couldn’t even slice through the meat with a plastic knife.Though the manager swore every piece was “made fresh,” it was as tough as it if had been cooked hours earlier and reheated after cooling its h...