KFC — Restaurant in Abd Al Aazim Hassn

They are very decent Egyptian people on the whole working here. I like the manager he's a nice & decent fellow & he kind and genuine. I had been the victim of something a few days earlier & he tried telled me i should go to the police and that contrary to my belief the police would take it seriously and take action. I have seen him & other staff seem slightly short sometimes with customers, but to be honest the tourists can be so rude to them or accuse them of things they have not done (misunderstandings over the menu prices etc) that their reaction is so mild compared to the treatment of them that I applaud it. Please be nice to these staff and manager, I assure you that they are decent good hearted Egyptians & they try to in their jobs hard. They also invariably have the patience of saints woth some of the tourists and expats that come in here. Know this & give them a break, if you need something or miss something just tell them in a non accusatory manner & they will promptly resolve it. If a young man on desk seems non responsive he may not of understood you,you maybe talk too fast or similar, tell him again slower, smile & be kind to Aswans good people. Expect the best of them,not the worst but be careful on the felucca scams. If it seems to cheap to be true then you will be stranded until you pay XYZ to get back: have an Egyptian number to call police incase you get stuck and don't offer to pay unrealistic prices like 4 USD for a hour ride.

This was middle range fried chicken, better than KFC in Hurghada,much better & almost as good as independent huge fried chicken place...

My recent trip to the Aswan KFC was nothing short of a catastrophic betrayal of my trust in fast food. What I hoped would be a quick, tasty Zinger burger and wrap combo turned into a humiliating, gut-wrenching disaster that made me literally soil myself and vow never to return. This place didn’t just serve bad food—it launched a full-scale assault on my digestive system and dignity.

I ordered a Zinger burger, fries, and wrap, expecting the usual crispy, spicy goodness. Instead, the burger arrived in under a minute, looking like it had been drop-kicked from the kitchen: a stale bun, brown lettuce, a chicken patty with a suspicious grayish tint and all doused in sour mayonnaise (tasted off).

Moments after forcing this awful food down my throat, without warning, my stomach began to cramp and before I knew it - my sphincter began to pucker. A quick dash to the bathroom was not enough and I was left embarrassed with pooped pants in the middle of the kfc.

This KFC is a public health hazard masquerading as a restaurant. If you value your stomach, your pride, and your wardrobe, avoid this place like the plague. I’m still recovering and mourning my trust in fast food. Save yourself the embarrassment and steer...

Imagine this, its 36°C at 1:30pm, you've been up since 3:30am. You've had a long day exploring the vast lands of Aswan and its desert terrain, you've put in a high step count for the day and built up an appetite of one Camel that has lugged 57 tourists before breakfast. Just when you feel the day is about to take a turn for the worst, you see the face of the Colonel glistening on a bright red sign on the banks of the magnificent Nile river. You spark a new lease on life, stride in like a brick layer heading to the slot machines on pay day and order yourself a zinger meal deal. Stoked with the bargain of the century, you eagerly await that exquisite feast the king himself dreams of. You unwrap your burger like a kid at Christmas hoping for the latest apple iPad, only to be slapped in the face with a stale bun, a flattened patty of who knows what, and some dusty lettuce. Your mouth is drier than the sole of the sandals you've hiked all morning in due to the lack of zinger sauce, but you remind yourself of your surroundings, put a smile on your dial and finish strong with a bag of chips so salty even the ocean got jealous. A quick trip to the restrooms and on with the day. I...