Popeyes

The cashiers were super ghetto… I’m talking lip smacking and neck rolling ghetto… and they were either talking to each other or texting the entire time I was there. My cashier didn’t even try to hide her phone! It was in plain view on the counter while she was taking my order!
The food was standard Popeyes food. No better, no worse. But guess what? THEY FORGOT MY BISCUIT! Come on, that’s the best part about Popeyes… and they forgot it! I didn’t even want to go back and ask for one for fear that they’d spit on it.
Also, there is practically no seating in that place. It’s SO SMALL! The two or three tiny tables they had were taken and it was late at night. I had to buy something from Dunkin’ Donuts across the street just so I could sit in there and eat my food.
The only pro about going there is that the service was so fast and the food was hot. If you can get to any other Popeyes, try to avoid this one!

«I don’t indulge in Popeyes often… but when I do. I prefer Dos Equis!» Nah I come to my neighborhood spot. The location is the best part. (right off the C train and Shuttle train station) People are too damn critical of a fast food spot. IT’S POPEYES!!! Chicken taste like Chicken. Fries taste like fries. Momma Biscuits damn sure taste like Momma Biscuits. I’m always content… BUT WAIT… The only issue I had was with the freaking Mac and Cheese… the chick took the mac and cheese spoon out of the water.(why it’s in water and not wiped off and sanitary for the next use. I don’t know) but she took the darn spoon out of the water. spoon had about ¼ cup of water in it and she then scoops the mac and cheese into the container. so now Dre was left with some watery mac and cheese. SMFH… I told her and I showed her the soup of mac and cheese that was now in my container, she apologized. That was my worst experience other than that. IT’S POPEYES!!! This shit ain’t Gourmet! #comeonson

I love popeyes but would never ever come back to this one. My friend and I went in for the special… which they ran out of :/​so we ordered something else, my friend asked for a water… the manager said they did not have water… oh really? The fries were old and nastay! Did I mentioned the chicken was maaaad greasy #hatedit

Service is awful because all the cashiers are African and they don’t understand English.

This is not meant to
be digested by humans,
but it’s so damn good.
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There’s nothing like a box from Popeyes after a late night out or just on a day where you feel like splurging on a tasty, highly caloric meal. Let’s put aside how processed the hormone-​injected chicken is and just concentrate on the flavors. Finger lickin’ good.
I always get the deliciously, crunchy, chicken strips with tasty, salty Cajun fries and a flaky, buttery biscuits. There have been times when my biscuit has been forgotten, and truthfully that’s the best part. But before the guilt settles in, I just eat the strips and fries and consider it a sign– that biscuit is to be savored as a once in a long while treat. I try.
I skip the drink, hey I prefer to eat my calories unless it’s alcohol, and enjoy my box from Popeyes each and every time.
Oh, and the staff is always personable. And sometimes they hook you up with more food than you can handle, which can be a plus if you’re sharing that night.

Conveniently located right across the street from the Franklin Avenue station this is where I go when I feel like naked chicken strips and a biscuit before I stumble home late night. I love the staff! They’re so friendly, and even though it takes forever if you order something they don’t usually drop (i.e. the naked strips) the conversations I’ve had in there are priceless.