Walk-On's Sports Bistreaux - Kendall Restaurant — Restaurant in Florida

Blackened Chicken Fettuccine: A Culinary Crime Scene (DOORDASH ORDER)

Let me be painfully clear: I did NOT dine in. This review is based solely on the dish that showed up at my door, acting like a jump scare with carbs. The alleged “Blackened Chicken Fettuccine with Parmesan.” Spoiler alert: the only thing blackened was my SOUL after eating it. Now, I can only speak on what I ordered, but judging by the fact that no one at work finished their meal….well, make your own assumptions (receipt attached so you know exactly what to stay away from).

Parmesan? MIA. Not MIA for Miami, just missing. Missing. In. Action. Maybe it melted from shame. Maybe it was too busy refusing to participate in the crime. Whatever the reason, that cheese took one look at this dish and said, “Nope. Not today, Satan.”

Flavor? Nonexistent. So bland, I honestly considered taking a COVID test. Triple checked my taste buds, sniffed coffee grounds, even debated calling a priest. But nope, turns out it wasn’t a virus, just violently unseasoned food. That priest, by the way, is still on standby for an exorcism. Whatever's haunting this dish needs to be banished.

Let’s talk chicken. Drier than your aunt’s Facebook reposts about essential oils and patriotism. I’ve had more tender bites from airport vending machines.

And the sauce? If that was Alfredo, then I’m the Queen of England. It tasted like someone tried to reverse-engineer Alfredo from memory while blindfolded and in mourning. Like they asked TEMU to generate a dairy-free, joyless version and said, “Nailed it. Package that depression and ship it.”

As for the ghost of Parmesan…maybe it went to someone else’s order, because mine came with nothing but regret and a light dusting of disrespect.

Tried salt. Tried pepper. Tried lemon. Heck, at one point I even tried sugar, I was desperate. Not even science could help. Not even a Hail Mary. Maybe the Sanderson Sisters could work some magic? Nope. This dish wasn’t dead on arrival. It was DOA: Drenched in Apathy.

And for $25!? I expected flavor. Maybe a whisper of seduction. Instead, I got noodles that looked like someone started cooking, then remembered they hated their job and rage-quit halfway through the recipe.

Honestly, this wasn’t a meal. This was a pasta-based breakup letter. A culinary "Dear John" in noodle form. I’ve eaten mistakes before, but this one felt personal.

This dish was so aggressively bad it has officially canceled any desire I had to ever set foot inside that restaurant. If this is the delivery version meant to impress, then what kind of fresh chaos is happening in-house? Not rolling those dice. Not even "hungry Russian roulette" is worth it.

Final verdict: 1 star. And that's generous. Zero stars wouldn’t capture the emotional betrayal. Please, for the good of humanity, remove this dish from the menu. Or at the very least, rename it “You are worthy of good Fettuccine.”

Or better yet, just hand me the keys to the kitchen. Give me 20 minutes and a Spotify playlist, and I’ll resurrect this disaster myself.

This wasn’t food. This was an Ashton Kutcher prank. Wait…am I being...

Went last night for Tuesday karaoke night and well here are the pros and cons of this place. First the pros: large big place. In the middle the bat. Wall to wall TV's. Had the Argentine vs Canada Femi final soccer game. No volume just shows. Outside viewing. Plenty of seating too with volume. We were 8 people. We sat in high table. Plenty of seats. Sound in place great for karaoke. Big space to sing. No crashing into working staff. The food really good. Mozzarella cheese sticks were big. Cheeseburger sliders (3 to the plate) with bacon were juicy and very tasteful. Waffle fries yummy. I had to drink blackberry moonshine margarita. Very tasty. Great time. Great friends. Btw Argentina won 2-0. Good game. And as a plus it was bike night outside. Plenty of parking for cars and bikes. Now the cons: you want any kind of good service eat at the bar. There you will get plenty of service. Staff that is super attentive. But if you eat at a table. It's like Russian roulette. I only saw the server when it was time to order or pay my tab. I was never asked with I wanted water. I asked if the sliders were big enough or if I should order a regular side burger and was told you can't eat a regular one too big stick with the sliders. As if. Rude. Never was I told the sliders did not bring friends. How did I want them cook. Nothing. Once the sliders came I had to order fries. Which then came and never was I asked if I want ketchup (allergic to it) or mustard. They assume ketchup and just put it there and walk off. The sliders were good but I was never ask how I want my meat ( since it was a little version of a burger cooked. Again they assume they knew). It was closer to medium done and since I realize getting any kind of attention from our server was going to impossible I just let it be). My drink was the only savior. The bartender came up to me personally to say machine was broken had to do a regular margarita instead of frozen but promise me it would be just as good and it was. However never was water brought to me. I had to physically go to the bar and request water and yet wait 20 minutes for it. And forget about getting another water afterwards. It was like searching for it in a desert. The only next time I we saw another server was when the bill came. We ask what happen to our prior server they said his shift ended. What. Managers truly need to train their staff better. And unfortunately or fortunately I will go back to support my karaoke friends. Because I love to sing and the place is fairly close by. Again the only savior in this place are the bartenders...

No idea how this place is so highly rated. It's the only reason tried the nights in a row. Night one, 3 of us tried the ribeye and 2 out of three not cooked right, never asked how was everything​, friend ordered a double drink, told server he felt was pretty weak, server just laughed and ignored the complaint. Night 2, was late and by myself, long day, tried again, day at bar with menu and was ignored, finally asked if I needed anything and I said , just would like to put in a food order, server walked away, obviously wasn't listening. Ordered the blackened chicken fettuccine with Parmesan, see picture, the chicken about the thickness of my fork and very dry and also very small. 3rd night stopped for a drink and watched servers pour, you are lucky to get a quick 3 count on the pour, they pour like in a hurry.. Staff really doesn't smile, like they all hate their job and don't want to be here. I did watch a couple state a drink wasn't spicy enough and the server argued then made the drink again, day it in front of her and walked away, never asking if it was ok or better, then just ignored them. This crew really needs to learn what hospitality is all about!!! I did try Cheddar's across the street and they nail it, great food, prices and everyone smiling! Maybe this staff could learn something...