There's a time in our lives when we'll all have make the radical decision. It's a decision that defines you, a turning point, a decision that some will praise and others will argue...So what is it? Ogalo or Oporto? For me, the decision is easy, Ogalo. It's better, quicker and far closer to my house.
I'm going to start with bread. Let's face it, Oporto need to work on their buns. Their soft, moist excuse of a roll usually falls apart with chicken to spare. What a waste. The mayonnaise is plain, rather limited and their chips often soggy. Okay, that was a little harsh, sometimes it's okay.
In their defence, they do fight back with the zing and zest of their chilli. The tongue erupts into life with the tingle of their secret spicy sauce. But, unless you're looking for that heat, the plain burger ends up being nothing but boring. I say Ogalo, Ogalo, Ogalo.
Some people try to put Nando's in the picture. Please - overpriced fast-food is so not my thing. Plain and simple, N-and-O.