Food is exceptional. Free refills on drinks…read more Try the guacamole you won't be disappointed!

Great prices. Helpful service (although you order at the counter and go get your own food and…read morerefills). Authentic cuisine and very tasty. The restaurant is not meant to be fancy so don't expect a plush and spotless environment. I'll be back again and again!

Great food service and love the Mennonite dresses and atmosphere - the menu has great choices and…read morethe little store at the entrance has great products

Keeping it simple, there is not a better desert option in NWA. Most people go for the bread…read morepudding, which is phenomenal, but I've always loved their French Silk. I don't see it in the menu anymore, but it is a light chocolate that melts...

Passing through Siloam springs, we stopped for a quick lunch…read more Restaurant was very clean and the staff was super friendly. Our corn dogs were piping hot and quite good. The chocolate shakes were also very good. My Chicago dog was a bit soggy, but still good. I had asked for no onions but still got them :-( $26 for 3 corn dogs, one order of fries, a Chicago dog, and two chocolate shakes.

We've never had a bad meal here. Ruth was kind and knowledgeable. Food was good. We wanted the…read morefries more done and Ruth responded quickly. We highly recommend!

It's alright the food was really good and I got it fast but the lady was kinda mean and got…read morefrustrated when I asked for my fried pickles

I had this yesterday. The service was amazing. The food amazing. The only bad part I was half…read moresleepy. What has happened? Only thing bad was like I said all I was half away.

excellent location. they care. it shows. They were friendly. They encouraged me to customize my…read morepizza. I like sweet and spicy food.

Got the Chicken Parm Papa Bites delivered for a late night snack last night. The gentleman who…read moredelivered them was so polite and friendly that my wife tipped him extra in cash. The combination of flavors was perfect as always. The garlic Parmesan sauce on the outside always excites my pallet, then when I bite through the crisp yet soft bread casing, the grilled chicken, marinara, parmesan, and romano in the center blend together in a way that brightens my senses anew each time! I'm so glad that I can order from them almost any time. They're open really late for Siloam!

Food is great the order didn't take long and the restaurant was clean and the food was excellent…read moreand great so was the drink so I highly recommend that you try it

Good food, good service (order taking and response to immediate issues)!…read more We eat here often. Love that I can get grilled jalapeños and onions! Like the chicken sandwich - it's usually very juicy! Good burgers! Lots of toppings available! Tasty, crispy fries. Amazing frozen custard! Chili is quite good too! Highly recommend- for fast food. I do find the bike hanging from the ceiling over the pick up area a little sketchy... tiny cord holding it up with simple knots... why? The only other problem this location has is that it's often dirty and needs to be restocked... like gross bathroom, no toilet paper, no paper towels. no napkins, out of all the condiments and plastic ware, out of ketchup. They're prompt to get me more but then no effort to fix it for the next clients.

The food was great, we were greeted quickly, and the food came out quickly. It was the middle of…read morelunch and they had what seemed to be a large group from a school, but I didn't see a bus anywhere. We still found a table and it was a good quick lunch. I love how they actually put tons of chili and cheese on the chili cheese fries. We don't have Braum's back home, but I stop at them often when traveling because I know i can get a burger that is more like homemade than large chain burger places.

Line is taking way too long. I've been waiting in line for just 4 cars in the span of 20 minutes.read more

An Open Letter to Popeyes Louisiana Kitchen, a Cautionary Tale, and Possibly a Cry for Help…read more I have eaten gas station sushi. I have ordered food from a truck with a health code score written in crayon. I once ate a hot dog at an airport. None of that prepared me for today. It started simply enough. I ordered a 16-piece all-white meat meal at Popeyes Louisiana Kitchen. Knowing this particular location operates on roughly the same timeline as continental drift, I gave them over an hour head start. An hour. Sixty minutes. Enough time to watch an entire episode of Kitchen Nightmares -- which, in retrospect, was foreshadowing. The Discovery Halfway home, I opened the box for a little pre-arrival chicken skin appetizer, as one does, and stopped cold. Reader, I was robbed. Not of my wallet -- of my will to live. Instead of all-white meat, I received what can only be described as a box of fossilized thighs that had clearly survived the Cretaceous period. These pieces were so small, so shriveled, so aggressively dried out that they looked like paper footballs from a middle school cafeteria that had also caught fire. These were not thighs. These were chicken jerky. Antiques. Museum pieces. I'm fairly certain one of them had a growth ring you could count. The Return So naturally, I went back. The lone employee on duty introduced herself as the General Manager. Promising. A person of authority. A problem-solver. Finally, someone who-- She grabbed the chicken and slammed it directly into the trash. And honestly? Based. Correct. We were aligned. This was going great. Then she pivoted. She immediately launched into what I can only describe as a full-volume spiritual crisis -- yelling, gesturing wildly, operating at a frequency previously only heard by dogs. I, a simple man who had merely pointed out that his $53 chicken looked like it had gone through a car wash and then a convection oven, was now apparently the villain in her personal biopic. I may have, calmly, observed that I was shocked a manager would serve food at that level of geological age. I consider this a reasonable statement. The Escalation Nobody Asked For She raised her phone. Like a weapon. Then she informed me -- at full volume, in front of God and the drive-through speaker -- that she was calling the police. On me. For asking about chicken. I told her, with great composure and only mild New Orleans energy, that she was absolutely welcome to do that, and I would happily wait right here while she also processed my $53 refund. The refund was denied. Enthusiastically. Almost with pride. At this point, I asked what exactly she thought she was running here, because from where I was standing, it bore very little resemblance to a restaurant. I may have also implied the operation had, structurally speaking, lost the entire plot. I then asked myself: What would John Wayne do? Answer: not get arrested over gas station poultry. So I executed a tactically graceful retreat while she continued threatening law enforcement intervention as though I had committed actual crimes and not simply expressed opinions about the moisture content of chicken. Final Scorecard: Ordered food Received archaeological specimens Denied refund Police threatened over poultry Watched chicken correctly disposed of (small win) Got screamed at by someone who woke up today and chose chaos Left $53 lighter Left significantly less fed Great story though The Part That Actually Stings I've been eating Popeyes for decades. New Orleans is home. I know the culture that made this brand what it is. There has always been attitude -- that's part of the charm. That's the whole deal. But attitude used to come with biscuits and competence. This was attitude wrapped in a liability waiver. P.S. -- To Edwin P. and the Corporate Response Team: I see you, Edwin. I see that copy-pasted "we're sorry to hear this" response you're about to post. Put it back. If you genuinely had a mechanism to fix this, someone with an actual pulse and authority would be reachable. But the fact that someone like that is managing one of your stores tells me everything I need to know about the revolving door currently passing for corporate oversight. You have a paying job a reasonably motivated spider monkey could perform. Cheers to you. Genuinely.

Visited last night waited in drive through line after paying for 30 minutes. As I sat there I could…read morehear someone yelling and when I got to the window the woman was screaming at the young man cooking in the back of the kitchen. She proceeded to dump all the chicken in The trash it looked like and she screamed us that there is no more chicken and slammed the window. This frightened my children. She gave us cash refund but it was short by $2.00. I will not be back. I feel like I just visited a mental institution instead of a restaurant. P.s. I tried calling the Popeyes main business office number but they ask for a receipt and I was never given one.