KFC Reading - Broad Street — Restaurant in Reading

Ah, KFC, the temple of fried poultry that beckons hungry souls with promises of finger-lickin' goodness. As I stepped into the hallowed halls of Colonel Sanders' empire, I was greeted by the unmistakable aroma of fried chicken that could make even a vegetarian weak in the knees. It was a scent that spoke of indulgence, guilty pleasures, and perhaps a few extra hours on the treadmill.

The staff at KFC seemed to have mastered the art of moving at a glacial pace. With a sense of urgency akin to a tranquilized sloth, they took their sweet time to fulfill my order. It was as if they were engaged in a secret competition to see who could test the limits of customer patience. Well played, KFC, well played.

Finally, armed with a tray piled high with golden-brown chicken pieces, I found a seat in the dining area. It was a space that could easily be mistaken for a battleground, with greasy fingerprints serving as evidence of previous chicken enthusiasts who had waged their own wars against crispy skin and succulent meat.

As I took my first bite, a symphony of crunch and flavor erupted in my mouth. The Colonel's secret blend of herbs and spices worked their magic, delivering a savory punch that made me forget the many questionable life choices I had made to end up here. It was as if the heavens themselves had opened up and bestowed upon me the gift of greasy, deep-fried joy.

Of course, no visit to KFC would be complete without a side of their legendary mashed potatoes and gravy. Now, I must admit, the gravy at KFC possesses a gravitational pull that rivals that of a black hole. Its thick, brown viscosity could quite possibly be used as a construction adhesive. And yet, there is something oddly satisfying about its rich, salty embrace as it drowns the fluffy mound of mashed potatoes. It's a guilty pleasure that defies logic and nutritional sanity.

As I sat there, contemplating my newfound admiration for a fast-food chicken joint, I couldn't help but admire the sheer audacity of KFC. They have managed to turn a simple bird into a cultural icon, a symbol of comfort food and guilty indulgence. Colonel Sanders himself would surely be proud.

So, my dear readers, if you're in the mood for a culinary adventure that combines flavor, nostalgia, and a greasy affair with your taste buds, look no further than KFC. It's a place where chicken reigns supreme, and where you can embrace your inner carnivorous cravings without judgment. Just remember to keep a napkin handy, for the joy of KFC comes with a price – a price paid in greasy fingers and...

Updated: 15/04/2025.

KFC had a responded to me, requesting that I click a link to resolve matters. Something which I did before making this review and as I was not happy with the treatment I received from the KFC care Squad , who should be called “ KF-Careless Squad “ . Did nothing to rectify or offer any form of compensation for my terrible experience. So unless you are going to actually address the customer correctly, don’t try adding cute words to my review to hide your flaws.

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Actual review

Awful experience. I did not want to leave this terrible review, but after reaching out to the KFC care squad and not getting compensated for my experience, I have no choice but to let it out.

The card machines at the tils were not working.

The toilets were not available.

The mash was a mandatory order in a 10 pcs share bucket, but for some reason the mash had to be denied due to health and safety issues I guess, so I was given additional fries like had originally requested, but was denied upon first request.

No napkins were given , no condiments were offered. No paper trays were given to a family of five who have just purchased a 10pms share bucket . Are we supposed to put the chicken and fires onto the dirt tv filthy tables.

The so called salad was dirty lettuce in a tub with an inch of dressing ? Shocking

The staff were so miserable and unmotivated . My order was delayed from the start, it’s clearly on my receipt . As I waited a lady came to the counter and requested cerium chicken pieces. And she was denied, so she questioned this , the staff said it’s policy not to listen to the customer and give what we wish. She said well I have been to numerous kfc restaurants and never had an issue before. The staff said well this is a halal restaurant so it’s different management here . The lady requested her money . The manager had to be called . He couldn’t be bothered to do refund so offered the lady 2 out of the 4 pieces of chicken to her preference. She said no. He said what about 3 pieces then , she said no. He said ok all 4 pieces as you like. By now she was frustrated and just wanted to leave with her money. A halal restaurant should not judge the customer differently . After all it’s stil kfc. Or put on the door . Halal KFC Halal Rules.

All kfc restaurants should be treated the...

Went in on A-Levels Results day to enquire about an offer for A-Level results day students. Staff by name I can't be sure but I believe her name was Anna, served me. She seemed to have ideas about the promotional offer and proceeded onto asking for my results as a proof I was an A-Level student. With belief of recieving the promotional offer I handed her the results but I didn't expect her actions thereafter. She went through my results and I specifically and clearly told her with trust to NOT speak it out loud yet she went along and mockingly said my PRIVATE information for the public to hear anyway. I was annoyed and apalled by her disrespectful course of action but I kept my calm. After going through my results and every sheet in the results envelope she then goes to me, "so, you want your free chicken then?" I reply with "yeah, please", to which she rudely replies with "you thought" and laughs at me. It turns out you need some form of identification that neither me nor all my friends around me knew of and we left KFC. At the end of all this my mood had been ruined, I was fuming and agitated when I stepped outside and this mood stayed with me throughout the day. My results day, a day of celebration and relaxation with my friends that I had been waiting for the whole of 2 years of A-Levels had been ruined by this rude, unprofessional and careless member of staff at KFC, Broad Street, Reading.

I would like for a representative...