Nando’s

The best fast food that I liked as it allows me to try a very different way to eat chicken. But it always have a long line behind the door, in this case, I had to change other place to eat.

The spices were unique and a unique eating experience. Sort of a slow food restaurant. Take your seat, order and pay at the bar and they bring your food. Chicken was slightly over cooked but good. Service was very good and atmosphere was nice.

if you want something a bit different with chicken nandos is the best place to go in Liverpool, you never wait too long for a seat and its not too expensive for the amount that comes on your plate. the drinks being free refills always helps as well

Until recently I was a Nando’s virgin, wondering what all the fuss was about. This branch of Nando’s is huge, situated in Liverpool’s Queen Square. It is bright and airy and is well decorated.
The staff welcome you warmly as soon as you enter and show you to a table. They present you with menu’s, ask for drinks orders and give you as much time as you need to decide what to order.
The chicken I had here was moist, succulent and expertly seasoned. The portions are as generous as the prices are cheap. The service was excellent and I had a fantastic time. I will be going back again soon.

Ever since my first visit to the Queen Square Nando’s (one of two branches in the city centre) with the other in Liverpool ONE, I have never been disappointed.
I always seem to go to this branch, because I like its interior design which gives the impression that you’re in Iberia. Plus, the Portugese music adds to atmosphere (a little loud) if you’re sitting right beneath the speakers but more importantly its the food and service that matters — impeccable!
My favourite combination has to be the original plain chicken wings with chips and peas as a side. I usually order 5 wings which is normally enough for a lunch or more for dinner if I fancy! Their wings are just delicious, crispy and chargrilled on the outside and succulent on the inside. Always a winner!
If you’re stuck on what drink to buy, I would recommend the Mango Queuncher — its simply not too thick, pure and refreshing, ideal chilling down those spices (however hot you like your wings).
Agnes, who recently served me was so welcoming and considerate. Overall, their service is fantastic and I would not hesistate to go back for more!

Nando’s is a great chain which offers something completely different to each city, and this is a great branch of the Nando’s chain!
Located in Queens square, this is probably the cheapest and best value restaurant within this immediate area, and is close to some cracking pubs such as the Rat and Parrot and the Ship and Mitre.
It’s got everything that all the other Nando’s has, infamous Peri Peri based flavours, bottomless soft drinks, a selection of beers and wines, authentic Nando’s esque décor and great service!
I would recommend this over any other fast food chains that plague the city such as McDonalds and Burger King, Wimpy and Shiraz, as the food is much better quality and there is a comfortable atmosphere at a really reasonable price!
But if you want something similar, slightly more expensive and all around better, nip around the corner and try out the Tavern Grill, you won’t be let down! (HUUUGE PORTIONS

I simply feel compelled to water every Nandos planted on every corner of this great country. For me It’s like an oasis in the dessert, every time I wonder across that no-​mans land in that new city.
With over 200 restaurants in the UK, there are plenty of plants left. After a busy day of shopping with two siblings in Liverpool city centre we converged on this particular Nandos which we had never previously had the pleasure of visiting.
Needless to say our experience was more than satisfactory down to every detail. Our chicken livers were divine as usual. The pitta bread was warm, fresh and melted in the mouth with that perri perri oil and hummus topping. The chicken was perfectly cooked and the potato mash was mouthwateringly good.
To conclude the dining experience we opted for the trusted frozen yogurt as well as the newly added carrot cake. After this heavenly treat and our customary stamp later it was all over. The latest stamp means complimentary half chicken upon my next visit. I wonder where it shall be, oh how I wonder!!!

Chicken spiced with peri peri
Corn on the cob covered in melting butter
Sweeeet potato mash
Creamy coleslaw
Grilled hallumi cheese
& Beer to wash it all down
Sounds fingerlickin’ good, right? If you can cope with the dozens of other customers, it usually tastes fingerlickin’ good too!

We all know what Nando’s is like, and even those who have never been have a fairly good idea. You get chicken. You walk in, if you’re lucky you get shown to a table, and that is where the service pretty much ends. From here on in, you are on your own.
Waiter service is, for want of a better word, a bit crap. If you’re in a group, you need to decide who waits at the table while everyone else orders and gets drinks and cutlery. Because, if you all go together, the chances are your table will be given to the next customers who walk through the door. Once you’ve ordered, you end up waiting for so long you start to wonder if you ordered at all.
Once you get your chicken, it is nice, but not really worth the wait. Perhaps it would be better to order and nominate one member of the group to stay put while the rest of you go to the cinema…

Nando’s and me. A love affair that blossomed despite our differences and the worst start imaginable.
A place that allowed me to shed my prejudices like a snake sheds its skin and become a better, humbler person.
The first time I came here, I actually walked out in disgust. I caused such a scene What JUST chicken!!! that my company trailed behind me in silence, upset that I was upset, and I became the party-​pooper that night.
Prima donna that I was.
All that changed though. Like St Paul on the road to Damascus one evening, I saw the light. I don’t know what possessed me perhaps some cosmic force, perhaps Quetzelcoatl the original feathered chicken-​snake-​man-​whatever. But that night, I let my obsession with red meat slip off me and decided I’d try out some chicken.
And it changed my life.
Like going to the BBQ of the Madagascan uncle I never had, who grilled the chicken (skin included) in a lemon & herb flavouring a gentle coating that made me hungry for succulent chicken skin and succeeded in absolving me of my childhood squeamishness, something that a qualified therapist never could.
And the sauces! Peri Peri in all guises garlic, mixed herbs, scold-​your-​colon-​hate-​yourself-​in-​the-​morning hot to gentle-​caresses-​by-​moonlight mild it caters for all.
Peri Peri sauce is an aphrodisiac. It makes you feel better about yourself after digestion something about how the chemical works its way from your stomach to your brain and down to your crotch and makes you a better person. Like a normal version of you, but a thousand times sexier and with heightened awareness of the holy good Jesus light that comes from you and the other kindred souls who choose to come here for gastric nirvana.
Do you know I now put Peri Peri in everything? Including pastas, toasts and hog. It makes everything taste better.
That’s why supermarkets now stock the stuff we’re in the middle of a cultural revolution and you guys don’t even know it. Soon, demand will exceed supply and there’ll be a Peri Peri narcotics trade and we’ll all be Peri Peri addicts, like crack addicts, but healthier and full of sexual energy. And to think, it all started from this place.
I don’t get it, all they do is chicken! — I still hear that from some people.
Yes, but technically, all Eusebio — that other great Madagascan export — did was kick a football and yet look at what legacy he left us.
Go in, get your menu, find your table, place your order at the till, and await the food. Simply thought out and simply executed.
Colonel Sanders, for years you told us that chicken served fast HAD to come sizzled to death in a dune of breadcrumbs and oil. That stuff is surely full of toxins and carcinogens (comments are my own, and not based on sound science) but Nando’s came along, and rewrote the rule books. Exposed you for a liar. Showed you how it’s to be done. How those happy Madagascan people eat their chicken and wanted to share it with the world. I see the vision now.
A piece of Madagascar, complete with palms and smiley folk, and great food and great sauces. If you don’t like this place you are a loser and should never get laid.
PS Bring friends along, enjoy the conversion.