KFC

I never go to kfc so I figured if I’m going to a party I’ll pick up some chicken I placed my order 20 pice they said 10 min I went to the little store next door for a drink 10 min I was gone I returned then waited 10 more min then asked the man working about my order he walked away the asked some lady then the went to the back so I asked again what’s going on with my order mind you it’s been 30 min already then she says oh we have your order to some lady and marked it complete the whole time waiting the where not even making my food it was already gone they gave me TWO pieces of chicken for free if I can give –1000 stars I would unprofessional and the have their heads up each other’s asses …

Bad customer service and with ATTITUDE!!!
Also there are promotional days of the week which means you need more chicken than the other day with no promotion. We waited like 30 because the 20 minute batch was gone by the other people that where already there.

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I visited here on Halloween night. Apparently, this location doesn’t have «Best Practices» in their business. I wait in line til It’s my turn and the first thing the Cashier tells me… «We only have wings & Thighs»…How disappointing is that? So I decided on a Pot Pie combo. Then he says «We don’t have it right now unless you want to wait»…At that point I walked out. I’m guessing this place is still open only because of customers that are willing to settle on whatever is available. Booooo!!!

So we love KFC… Never once have I had that bad of an experience. the restaurant itself was clean and there was plenty of seating however the customer service was below satisfactory. We ordered from a cashier by the name of Veronica… she greeted us as a normal cashier would. We had modified our order to «go large» with an extra side. which she seemed to understand because she asked which side we would like… after our order was completed she failed to repeat it back to us. When receiving out meal we noticed it was incorrect. I then went back to correct the order… they told me it was an upcharge and that’s not what I ordered.
They did not believe, listen, or apologize of the «miscommunication»
Never will we return

Location is in a small plaza. Pleasant staff, food is as expected. Nothing extra special.

How does this place even stay in business when they don’t have chicken for sale??? I came here to order a two piece meal and was told they «obviously had no chicken» how the heck am I supposed to know how much chicken is in your inventory? I don’t work there! They said they had the crispy chicken… then the girl turns around, picks up a pair of tongs, picks up a few pieces of chicken And inspects them for a minute. She turns around and says.“do you even want that chicken, it’s been sitting around for a while” No I am not making this up! This really happened. I will never come here again and it has turned me off from fast food in general!

Always excellent service, with a smile. Get the breast meal. Always delicious. There always busy with a line. But they are fast and food is ready.

This KFC has very great service. They are super fast even when it gets busy. Once I waited more than 10 mins during a busy lunch hour time and the manager offered everyone in line a free drink. They currently are running a tues/​Thursday special. 12 PC + 4 Biscuits for $ 9.99.

This location is GHETTO. It’s located at the corner of a tiny strip mall with a liquor store and few others. Parking is very limited and it feels like i could get mugged at any moment. Restaurant itself is tiny and dirty. Seating area needs some serious updating/​replacing. Food coming out of the kitchen is questionable if the rest of the restaurant looks as bad as it does. While there aren’t very many choices in the area when it comes to fried chicken, it’s still best you stay away from this location.

Great Monday special

I’m not one for wild exaggerations but…
This KFC is the only reason why I’m still alive. As a wide-​eyed newcomer to the mean streets of Montebello, the Colonel and his eleven herbs and spices made sure I was never found wanting of pepsi products and honey spicy BBQ wings. For about six months, the only condiment in my house was KFC hot sauce. If it weren’t for my diabeetus and my upcoming foot amputation I would be there right now, bucket clenched in my cellulite afflicted hands. So whether you like to substitute cheap food for love, don’t mind vaguely pimp-​ish looking fast food mascots or just lost a bet; you came to the right place, friend.
Props:
— Readily available malt liquor from the nearby liquor store to help enrich your KFC experience
— Rahim works here (holla atcha boy!)
Slops:
— Lack of nearby gun store to provide proper bucket protection
— You cannot buy the cardboard cutout of the Colonel in front of the counter

It’s KFC come on do I have to say more. But they could use a drive thru and a buffet and I would be there every night.

fair disclosure — this is a true story that happened at a KFC in Barcelona. I can only imagine that something similar could have occured at the Montebello location, wherever that is.
I have to write about something I just did– something that frightens me. I have a problem with food. If I am out walking, I must stop and look at every menu– compare prices, look for the best food deal, even if I’m not hungry. I think that if I get a good deal on food, it is like I am making money.
Every day on the way home from the beach, I pass this Kentucky Fried Chicken. They advertise a special meal for four persons which is:
4 cans of coke
4 large french fries
2 salads
4 portions bread
8 pieces chicken
5 chicken tenders
6 croquettes (big fried cheese w/​ham)
This feeds four people for about $ 20 American. The way I looked at it, most meals were costing me about $ 10, and this was so much more food. I knew that I would have to try it some time; I just didn’t know when that time would come.
Today, I had about three hours to kill before meeting my friend and I passed by the KFC. I looked at the advertisement sitting on the window and it drew me into the restaurant. Once inside, I just looked at all the different meal deals. They had meal deals for only one person, but they came with so much less food. Then I started calculating how much it would cost for the special meal if the parts were to be sold separately. You were much better off, it turned out, getting the full meal deal. Then I would get in line and when it was my turn, I would lose my nerve and not order, but instead ask questions of the cashier like 1) do the cokes come in a can? (when I was 99% sure they already did) and 2) can you substitute mashed potatoes for the french fries? (when I knew you couldn’t). I was just trying to delay the inevitable.
So I bought the meal and started walking home. I was almost running home though; I was so overwrought. I would open up the boxes on the way and look at it or eat a little bit. I scaled the four flights of stairs to my pension, laid out napkins all over my bed, and set the food down. The first few bites were okay! – croquettes, chicken good! But then I started realizing that this meal was meant for four people– that what I was doing was wrong and was also a tremendous waste of money. Then I thought about how many hours I had to work for this, and even deducted some money for taxes.
Before long, I had eaten all of the french fries (I went for them first because I knew they couldn’t be reheated) which had undertaken a soapy, detergent-​like taste and odor. Then I started dusting off the croquettes and chicken tenders which were tasting unbelievably sick. I would eat one of them and then look down at the box and wish that they were all done. At the end, there was one croquette and tender hidden at the bottom of the box, and if you didn’t really look at the box, you wouldn’t see them. But I knew they were there and I knew I had to eat them to make my money. How I wished that they were already nestled in my stomach and I could just bypass the whole eating part altogether. But I knew that I had to eat them and when I started eating them, I felt nauseous. Just eat it. I tried and I tried but I couldn’t, so I threw that croquette as hard as I could out the window. Keep in mind, at this point, I haven’t even touched my eight pieces of chicken which are really supposed to make up the nucleus of this meal.
Oh God– I’m sick. My stomach has doubled in size and breathing has become much more difficult. My eyes have become slot machine tumblers as I keep thinking of the money I’ve wasted. Oh God– I’m sick, I’m going to die. I wish I hadn’t done what I did. Oh crap. Help me.