Chicken Village - Nemours

The order made one night of containment was optimal, not to say remarkable. The speech of Master Kébabier on the phone is to be shown in all language schools in the world. 3 short minutes for an order taken in full and without blemishment, he greeted me and wished me an excellent appetite with, as a bonus, a “Mister” followed by my family name. Who's doing this? The Ritz? I don't think so. Then comes the so-called order to my apartment. What a nice surprise when I noticed that everything was still hot and smoking. The good humor of the pounder as well as his politeness had no equal at speed or the order came into my hands. Once I devoured this nectar of salty flavors like a glouton, I rushed to leave this opinion totally objective. If you were to flee a Kebab, it would certainly not be the Chicken Village so everything was idyllic and heavenly. Kiss.

Unmangeable kebab, limit fried, very weird white sauce. ... we'll forget the address. Gross

We ordered two mixed kebab and chiken chika plates, impossible to determine which meat was kebab or chicken. Besides, it was frozen meat. And I could say more. Dude. I really don't recommend it. I think the hygiene service should also be there.

Order at 8 p.m., received that at 10 p.m. knowing that we had called once at 9 p.m. to know where by being the order (on the askip road, we had asked if it took the cb and liquid, in the end yes MAIS the cb that from 12€ (not indicate when the call and finally the pounder tells us that it does not take any liquid because no currency!!! Some like me had to order a kebab, it looked like anything but a kebab (it was like a tacos in the end without kebab meat.

We missed two drinks in our order, we only got one. It's small and dishonest. To avoid.