Some people get a haircut when they want to change their life or signal to themselves they're ready to move on. Some people buy a sports car. I go to Popeyes.
I'm not sure why. I guess I enjoy the different menu. And I like to order biscuits in Canada. But I have to say this is the second Popeyes I've been to on Yonge street that smells like a bathroom. The one farther north had the distinct smell of urine. This one smelled like a freshly mopped bathroom that was mopped by a less than fresh mop. Well. No urine smell. So that's something.
The inside is a bit dark and dingy. Don't expect to walk out of here full for less than $9. Mashed potatoes? Mac 'n' cheese? On a menu? That's something. I also tried the shrimp sandwich, hoping beyond hope I'd find something in Canada similar to Lotteria Korea's shrimp burger (sae oo bugah). Sadly, it was a kind of popcorn shrimp on a bun. The shrimp kind of rolls off. Maybe more sticky sauce? I could have pressed down on the bun, maybe. I dunno. I don't like to press things.
The mashed potatoes were quite nice. $2 tho? Mmmm. Maybe next time I'm ready to move on.