I just don't get Nandos, DH think's it's fab. We were there tonight, my second visit, and I still hate the place. Most of the mealtime was spent with DH absent from the table as he got up and down to order this and that, refill drinks, get sticks for holding corn on the cob etc (I had to stay put as the table had to be pushed right in as the restaurant is so small that nobody can get past otherwise).
Then there's the food, chicken, chicken and more chicken (oh and you can have a grotesque looking veggie pattie thing because chickens eat veggies, or they do in some countries anyway here they eat the ground up remains of other chickens). All chicken prepared in varying heats of piri piri, with more piri piri in a bottle to lash on the top.
After you have painstakingly picked all the tiny scraps of chicken off the shackle of bones that they give you, you are left exhausted and still hungry!
Rant over!!!
Posting this here because DH tells me to stop moaning about it, grrrr!