KFC

This place has been consistently terrible for several years now. It was wonderful before the pandemic, then just got bad. Food has been poorly prepared, sometimes too greasy, sometimes undercooked (or just bad quality chicken). Missing items is common, a drink not filled and/or improperly sealed. I stopped ordering from them a year ago decided I would try it again. What a mistake. The place has not improved. This time aside from the terrible tasting nuggets, my fill box was only halfway filled. Won’t go here again, And I advise others to stay away. I don’t normally leave reviews, but I’m tired of getting screwed by this location.

I been coming to KFC and my sister wanted to come to KFC after her appointment because she was hungry. They let me use the bathroom when I was on the urge to pee myself. Im grateful that they opened the bathroom for me. Great service and they have a good sense of humor!

I placed a online order, the process was quick and easy, staff was friendly, establishment was nice and clean inside and out, overall great experience. I recommend using the app and gaining points to earn some tasty treats.

Very unique place combining A&W and KFC. Best of both worlds: chicken and burgers (Edit) Did the review to spin the wheel to win a free drink/food item. The wheel is rigged, it will always eventually stop on the large drink. I even rolled it back left and right once the cashier was preparing my reward and it still eventually stopped at the large drink. So really, you’ll only win a large drink unless you point out where the wheel actually stops briefly before slowly returning to its original position.

Oh. My. Actual. God. I have just returned from the most life-altering, spiritually transcendent dining experience at KFC and I am fundamentally not the same person. We ordered a root beer float. Yes. A ROOT. BEER. FLOAT. Let me explain something to you peasants who think fine dining requires linen napkins and sommeliers. The way that aggressively carbonated root beer embraced that velvety scoop of vanilla soft serve? Poetry. Shakespeare wishes he could have written something this profound. The fizz-to-cream ratio? Impeccable. The ice cream melt rate? Mathematically flawless. I’m fairly certain NASA was consulted. The first sip? Euphoric. Effervescent. Enlightening. I briefly understood the meaning of life. My skin cleared. My credit score improved. Birds started singing. Somewhere, a bald