So.
Mindblowingly.
Good.
I don't even like chicken and I'd eat Ramados every single day for the rest of my life if I could. WHAT ARE THEY DOING to this meat?? What is that miraculous basting mixture being slathered over these rotating birds?? Why, after all of this time, am I still craving Ramados??!
The fries are whatever, but the chicken - ohmydearlawdinheaven, the CHICKEN! Seriously, it's so good that when a couple of my friends were debating whether to move from Montreal to Korea, Ramados weighed heavily on their decision. No joke. It's that freaking phantasmagorical.
Don't walk, don't wait, just go - GO to Ramados. And thank the poultry gods for making such a deliciously greasy bird.