


As we walked towards the nandos, it was as if a holy light created by God himself surrounded the restaurant. We sailed in on Angel wings, pulled by the beautiful smell of Peri Peri chicken which blessed us with its scent. We made our order to the holy witness at the front desk and ecstaticly walked to our table in a haze of chicken europhia. When the chicken came, it was as if Jehova had blessed the food; we ate it with glee and no sorrow, for we knew that God approved our visit to the holy grounds of Nandos.
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