Popeyes Louisiana Kitchen — Restaurant in Portland

It is truly remarkable how consistently Popeyes manages to turn the simple act of ordering fried chicken into a test of human patience, resilience, and emotional endurance. One might expect that a fast-food chain specializing in one core offering would have, by now, perfected the art. Unfortunately, that expectation is met with the cold, reality of what can only be described as a culinary train wreck

The service — if one could call it that — operates with the urgency of a Sunday nap. It’s almost philosophical, really, how the staff seem to view time as an abstract concept. If nothing else, Popeyes is committed to redefining the word “fast” in fast food.

And speaking of the food — There’s a certain genius in taking what should be crispy, juicy chicken and turning it into something that is simultaneously soggy and dry. The breading is often over-seasoned to the point of being aggressive, as if trying to distract you from the fact that the chicken inside is either rubbery, undercooked, or suspiciously chewy. Every bite is a gamble.

The infamous biscuit — dense, dry, and capable of absorbing all available moisture in your mouth and soul — is truly a marvel of poor texture science. It's less of a side and more of a choking hazard.

Cleanliness is optional at this Popeyes location, a bold operational choice. The sticky floors, sauce-streaked counters, and perpetually out-of-order drink machines create an ambiance that can only be described as “post-apocalyptic cafeteria.”

As for customer service, the staff seems to operate under the assumption that friendliness is something reserved for other restaurants. Interactions are terse at best, and orders are treated like abstract suggestions. Receiving your full, correct order feels like winning the lottery, only significantly less joyful. Mind you, the managers and staff here are completely useless when it comes to needing help. They are absolutely slow and dumb. It’s legit CRAZY!

In summary, this Popeyes is the perfect place to go if you're craving disappointment, disorganization, and despair. It's fast food that feels like a punishment.

Would I return? Only if every other restaurant on Earth were swallowed...

Prefix: I arrived @ 840PM on July 4th. So I respect they were closing early. However....

I show up & the doors are locked, only thing open is drive through. So I goto the drive through and get to the menu / order & sit for at least 90 seconds before I hear anything. There were no cars visible in front of me (maybe one was at the window picking up an order?). I'm about to drive to the window to order & hear a very low voice. I order 8 piece spicy and hear "We don't have spicy.". I'm like "who ever heard of Popeyes w/o spicy?" So whatever, I'm hungry & order the 8 piece meal, hoping she hears me better than I hear her. I get to the window and pay with my cc and drive off.

Then I get home. I was given a 24 piece (found out later my CC was charged for a 24 piece). And the chicken had been sitting long enough the crust was falling off most pieces. The fries were mushy & the biscuits are hard enough to use as ammo on protesters. Of course they are closed now so whatever; I'm hungry. So I eat some of it 'cause I'm hungry.

IOW: I won't be back to this location. Couldn't hear anything at the drive through; Popeyes who locks their doors before close and sells only whatever they have sitting around waiting to be trashed at closing time. Meanwhile, the customer service is so bad they send me home with 3x the food I needed & bill me for it.

Really sad. I worked for Popeyes, in Monroe, Louisiana, when in college. I love the place. But this location is horrible. Cost me $40 for one meal. I...

Popeye's Louisiana chicken. Best chicken in the world I think. Now in Portland Oregon and Vancouver Washington if you put the boat together cuz they're right next door to each other only get Popeye's Chicken on Martin Luther King Boulevard any other Popeye's Chicken anywhere in Vancouver or in Portland it won't be as good and not to sound racist but it's because those two restaurants are in the black neighborhood. And I tell you what they know how to run those Popeye Chicken stores like no other and I will not go anywhere else to get Popeye's Chicken by the way I'm white. White people Asians I don't care what the race is black people got it down it's good eaten. We consider it a delicacy at our house and people drive for many many many miles away just to get Popeye's Chicken off MLK. Now or Never order just the chicken you got to get yourself a root beer to go with it or it's just Blasphemous if you don't. And get the extra crispy.

Now here's the strange thing . It is NOT named after Popeye the Sailor Man.

1972... Alvin C. Copeland Sr., opened “Chicken on the Run” in the New Orleans suburb of Arabi, serving traditional Southern-fried chicken.

After several months of lackluster performance, he reopens the restaurant as “Popeyes” (after Popeye Doyle of The French Connection). This time he sells spicy, New Orleans-style chicken.

Get you some....