Popeyes Chicken and Biscuits
1991 Sproul Rd,Ste 43, Broomall, PA, 19008
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Address :
1991 Sproul Rd,Ste 43
Broomall, PA, 19008 - Phone (610) 325-2011
- Website https://www.popeyes.com
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Specialities
- Takes Reservations : No
Delivery : No
Take-out : Yes
Accepts Credit Cards : Yes
Good For : Lunch, Dinner
Parking : Private Lot
Bike Parking : Yes
Good for Kids : Yes
Good for Groups : Yes
Attire : Casual
Noise Level : Quiet
Alcohol : No
Outdoor Seating : No
Wi-Fi : No
Has TV : No
Waiter Service : No
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Carolyn L.
4:00 pm Sunday-Just wanted some southern style fried chicken, sides, and biscuits. Ordered 16 piece combo spicy. " we have to make spicy, 10 minutes" hmm ok. "We are out of cole slaw" hmm... Ok...2 mashed". 20 minutes later, after sitting in dirty dining room, watching employees clocking in in dirt uniform., order was ready. "Sorry we are out of thighs" omg... Get me out of here. Crappy chicken. Rock hard biscuits, no sauces offered. NEVER AGAIN. Guess I should have cooked. Giant chicken so much better. $28 fail
(1)Mike C.
It was a blindingly sunny day, with painful waves of sweltering heat lifting off the pavement and slowly rolling up and down my figure, the rampant air moisture sticking to my skin like hot tar dropped from a rampart, my posterior's undergarments slowly dampening in a spread like day's old bread crust in a bowl of beef broth. My white cotton undershirt clung to my body, inundated with sweat, the beads of it running down my spine like tears down the face of my last lover after I left her to embark on this quest. I rolled up the sleeves of my weakly armored button up and shielded my eyes as I traversed through the front portal of the eatery. The inside of the facility was at first glance clean and organized. A older man who appeared to be a sportsman or horse rider taking his noon-time breaking of bread with his two wards waited in front of the vendor. He seemed confused by her replies to his queries on the "Red Stick" chicken he desired to order. I too wanted this spicy, flavorful chicken variety from a Southern land, so I listened closely. I could not understand her, though she did speak in my tongue. It was a dialect of a faraway land, and one familiar to me in tones and small comprehension only. As best I could tell, the establishment may or may not have run out of the Red Stick chicken. Despite the misery of the cloudless sun beating down outside, the interior of the shop was cool and pleasant, though it seemed to have a sticky, clinging quality to the surfaces, many of which had crumbs of fried oil and breading, or small slicks of foreign sauces and condiments lain upon them. Certainly, it was not the most appalling of these establishments I had ever frequented, and trended on the clean side of them, if any. Approaching the other side of the counter, I spoke to the merchant there. I asked her for the "Red Stick" chicken combination. Prior to my order, I had heard three of these meals being ordered. I expected a delay for the cooks to freshly make all of these bits of chicken. However, a box was tossed upon the counter and swiftly filled with small, scraggly bits of "chicken", intensely battered and fried, looking as dried, calcified cat 'o nine tails, or crow's feet ensconced in dry, baked salt sand. She then inquired on the size of my fluidic desire - the scroll on the wall read "small", which is what I desired. Thinking the sizing should be automatically rendered if not otherwise refuted, I confusedly replied, "Small, please." She looked at queerly, and cocked her to the side, studying my features. Had I offended her? Have I breached some unsaid, unknown social construct here in this Popeyes? She repeated again, "What size?" I began to feel worried and again said unto her, "Small." Looking in my eyes forcefully, she nearly blurted, "I know. Size?" Again I said, "Small." This try was successful, and my order was assembled, my "Red Stick" chicken with Southern biscuit inelegantly placed into the portable box, along with my beverage container of the difficult small variety. Neither my companion nor the sportsman had received their food, despite ordering well before me. I checked the food sack and discovered I had been given Smoky Garlic Chile sauce to slather on my chicken, and NOT the indicated Smok'n Pepper Ranch. Perturbed, I opened the container to lay eyes upon my hellish looking chicken. Grabbing a small portion and biting it, I saw it had a thin, red type of spice visible upon the muscle meat, and the flavor was that of spice, though I was not certain it was from the Tabasco region, as the texture of the fowl and the thick, armor like batter prevented any subtlety of spice to coat my tongue. I looked back to the vendors and saw they had a veritable horde of potential customers, which quelled any desire to ask of them the nature of the bird I had received and if it was indeed what I had ordered. The sauce provided was fine - a touch of cream, barely of flavor. Like thick, tasteless milk, taken from a cow at dawn but untouched until the late afternoon, warming and cloying in the increasing length of the day's passing, not inedible but certainly not pleasant in any way. Liquids for refreshment were provided in infinitum, though their quality was also in question - many if not all of the fluids dispensed had a texture and taste of a stagnant pool of rainwater, lingering for hours in the puddle of a forest path, untrod upon by cloven hooves or men's boots, and drinkable, but not by choice. Eating my meal, I felt no satisfaction, not even the quelling of my eager hunger. Something akin to expected disappointed slowly filled my skull, a dark, grim cloak drawn over my thoughts - its name: Resentment. Exiting back into the mid-day light, I resolved never to return, as there was nothing here for me at Popeyes. It had been found wanting - my expectations and appetite both undiminished, with naught but the scratching, slow burn of disappointment and regret sidling beside them in my mind.
(2)Becca -N- Drew F.
Popeye's is great fast food fried chicken and way better that KFC in our opinion. Spicy chicken, awesome biscuits, good mash potatoes. You know what your getting here if you in the mood for a greasy fast food fix. This review is for this location which is clean and easy to get to. The other closest Popeye's on City line ave is a parking lot nightmare and has barely no where to eat in it. This location has a nice large parking lot is very clean inside and has a pretty big eating in area.
(4)Steven B.
What are your EXPECTATIONS? You're at a fast food joint so- 1. It should be fast. 2. Hopefully hot and fresh. 3. Friendly staff would be nice. 4. Clean would also be good. Notice I didn't say low calorie! That's the last thing you should expect here. Generally they almost always come through on the other four. If you like spicy, this is your place. From the chicken to the Cajun fries, there are plenty of items that will make your tongue tingle. The Blackened Ranch Dipping Sauce is to die for. For about $6 you can get plenty of food and an unlimited fountain soda. The parking lot is giant so there is no problem getting in and out quickly. Like most places that make food in advance, it's a mistake to go here within an hour or so of closing. When I was dumb enough to do that I was rewarded with food that had been sitting too long. Other than that they do a solid job.
(3)Chris S.
Slow slow slow! Typical Popeyes.. the people are generally nice and the food was pretty good but the wait time is just too long for fast food. It just seems like they would figure out the service times and I would stop more often.
(3)Diane M.
I buy chicken from here regularly. The customer service is very nice, the chicken is always well-cooked and tasty. The place looks clean. The only problem is that sometimes they're sold out of certain things, and if it's after work and I"m in a hurry, I just don't have time to wait for it to cook. Other than that, I love this place - good people working there, always nice & friendly.
(4)Jon C.
I've dined at several different Popeye's before and this one's among the nicer and cleaner ones. Only about 4 long tables, but it's never been busy enough when I've been there that I couldn't grab a table. Other ones make you pay for the sauces, but I forgot when I ordered and asked for some after and got them free. Self-serve drink dispensers, clean bathrooms. Waited about 10 mins for the noms, but at least it was a fresh batch (biscuits are #mmgood). My one complaint is that every time I've been here the sunlight shines bright through the windows with a glare that settles onto your face if you sit and eat as minorly inconvenient as that may be. Needless to say, I'll be returning whenever that irresistible Popeyes chicken calls my name once more. #cravingfood
(4)Kevin P.
Go here very often! Every time is great. Only reason not 5 stars is the place is a little dirty in side, but we usually get our food to go. Always friendly, always makes fresh food for me and informs me of a little wait time while they make it. Hell, on time we ordered and drove half way home before we realized that we never paid. We drove back to pay and they wouldn't take our money! so they got a nice tip!!
(4)Cole E.
I love Popeyes. I do its terrible for me I'm sure but sometimes it has to be had. This is the closest location to me and I'm sad to say its in sorry states. Its easy to get to but unless you're ordering one of their basic chicken options, be prepared to wait. At least 5 minutes, possible 15, one very bad occasion it was upwards of 25 minutes. The seating area is crammed and poorly planned out, I think they need a bigger facility. its usually, grimey? messy? What word am I looking for.. it is not exactly unclean, just isn't quite clean. meh. Anyhow I'm hooked on their butterfly shrimp or popcorn shrimp, so I always have to wait, but hey at least its fresh. Also I've never had a bad biscuit from this joint. I really wouldn't recommend stopping by if you had other Popeye options along your route. But when in need this hits the spot.
(3)Craig D.
(3.5) ~ Overall Food & Service OUR MENU: * Strawberry Fanta Soda = (4) very good * Biscuits = (4) very good...like these better than KFC;-) * Chicken(mild) = (3.5) good * Chicken(spicy) = (3.5) good * MudPie = (3.5) good MY WISH: That they'd add Popeye's Sweet Potato Pies to their menu;-)
(3)Joe C.
Even for a Popeye's, this place is pretty bad. Its not filthy, but it's definitely not clean. The food is below average for a Popeye's and the service is friendly on the surface though has its edges (more on that in a moment). I don't expect white glove clean at any fast food joint, but this one made me feel like I was at Market East Station rather than in the suburbs. The only available table has the crumb and grease remnants of former occupants and the seat had a black gummy substance on it which has yet to be identified. I ordered chicken nuggets, a mistake I realized almost immediately. The one or two times a year I get Popeye's, I should stick with the fried chicken or the chicken fingers at a minimum. At least with the fingers, you get some of that vascular traffic jamming crunchy action. So half the nuggets were actually pretty good, with the crunchy batter. The other half seemed breaded and microwaved. They held their heat like microwaved nuggets and were much mushier than the other half of the batch. I'm guessing they had about five ready when I asked for a 9 piece so they then micro'd the balance. Just a guess but there was a distinct difference . On the window of this "restaurant" was a sign that said "try our signature dipping sauces!" So when my food came up, they guy didn't even ask me if I wanted any sauce. I asked for some and instead of asking me which one I'd like, he chose one (Spicy and Sweet or something like that) and said "this is the best one". Well, I quickly discovered that he and I have very different tastes and went back to get something I might actually enjoy. I asked for the Mardi Gras mustard and he was visibly annoyed. Whether he was annoyed that I was costing him an extra sauce or that I disagreed with him was not clear. But he didn't like my request and didn't care if I knew it. Worse is that he appeared to be the owner and manager. Bad example. The Mardi Gras mustard was ok (heavy horseradish). The food was just boring considering it will cost me an hour off the end of my life. The biscuit was a hockey puck. Total BS. You can't even get that right? I've already spent more time than I planned on a review of a fast food place but I also want to note that the door was broken and kept flying wide open. Since it was very cold outside, this was a problem. I got up to close it once but refused to do it twice. I ate fast and left. I probably won't be back. Not even once a year.
(1)Richard K.
I got hooked on Popeye's long ago, during my sojourn in North Carolina. It's part of a chain started in Louisiana in the early '70s, and they've been spreading. I love their biscuits and their spicy spin on fried chickens. You gotta try it at least once. This particular store is located in a shopping center and is clean, fast, and convient.
(4)Steven S.
my first yelp popeyes' check-in but I go to this and other popeyes all the time and this is one of the top three.
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