Zabihah
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We were born in South Africa, with a blend of Portuguese and British culture along the way. It all started in Mozambique, home of the hot sun, rich soil... and African Bird’s Eye Chillies. Also known as PERi-PERi. Small but mighty, these chillies have been used for centuries in local Mozambiquan cooking. The Portuguese then added a squeeze of lemon and kick of garlic to make the first PERi-PERi sauce. Used on just about anything, they found it was the ultimate baste for flame-grilling spatchcocked chicken. And it wasn’t long before two friends in Johannesburg came to experience the taste of PERi-PERi chicken and Nando’s was born. Fast forward a few years, restaurants and Fino Pittas and today, the Nando’s PERi-PERi you know and love still pays homage to those roots.
Staff has given verbal assurance of halal status. From the management: 'Our halal chicken is authorised by leading Halal Food Authorities. The quality, welfare and health of our chicken is a priority and our UK suppliers follow the strict Red Tractor Farm Assurance Standards. Our halal chickens are pre-stunned to minimise suffering and fear before they're hand-slaughtered. All our halal products are kept separate at our suppliers and in our distribution centres. And our restaurants with halal-friendly options are only allowed to receive chicken from our approved distribution centre. In these restaurants, we only serve chicken that's certified halal. And as we don’t handle any pork ingredients, there’s no chance of cross-contamination'
Score reflects admin-confirmed halal status; no additional evidence on file yet.
Nando’s… what on earth was that? 😂 Food was decent, no complaints there. But the rest of the experience felt like we’d accidentally wandered into a reality TV challenge. The toilets deserve their own episode. One cubicle was so tight you needed the flexibility of a yoga instructor just to get inside — either climb on the toilet or fully commit to getting very up close and personal with it. The other cubicle? Let’s just say there were “mystery fluids” on the floor that nobody volunteered to investigate. Service had big “I’ve mentally clocked out” energy. The guy serving us looked like we’d personally inconvenienced him by ordering food. And when we took my niece into the women’s toilets… somehow, they’d managed to match the vibe. Next time we’ll bring wipes, climbing gear and lower expectations.
