KFC

Those devious KFC swines have managed to perfect their advertising strategy with this branch of the restaurant. By planting this branch on one of the major Cardiff roads, you end up with a huge queue of drivers all catching the smell of KFC from the roundabout down the road and all of them thinking «I could really go for some dead chicken right now…» before seeing KFC in the distance and thinking that’s an amazing stroke of luck. They’re unstoppable.
Inside is just the usual KFC restaurant. There are chairs and tables, unfortunately usually populated by the roaming packs of junior chavs that, for some reason, seem to linger around the Newport Road/​City Link area of Cardiff. My professional recommendation is to get the biggest bucket of chicken you can afford, get back in your car, meet your mates at their place and munch dead bird in front of a Tarantino movie until none of you can move.