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Got my order wrong. Cba to rant but the quality is not worth the cheap price.

Expensive no choice panini hot drinks smoothie no other food the odd day maybe pizza but that's it and it very expensive

You would have thought that these type of 'restaurants' had disappeared with time, with people's better knowledge of 'exotic' cuisines and with an increasingly number of places - particularly in London - offering the real thing. Fitou's actually reminds those unfortunate people that decide to dine at its premises of those nasty, formica-laden, quick and dirty joints that were kind of popular in the UK about 20 years ago. 'Exotic' food to the British public was about ketchup on spaghetti or super hot tikka masalas, in short - together with kebabs - all that nasty food that was served to people leaving the pub rather inebriated and searching for something not to taste or enjoy, but food to numb their state of drunkenness. Apart from the nonchalant, 'who gives a ****' attitude of the 'staff', upon which people have commented here before, the food was disastrous. Unbelievable large amounts of oyster and soy sauce obliterating any taste. Ingredients on your plate indistinguishable from one other. Most concerning were all the mucky, charred bits obviously coming from the bottom of a pretty dirty wok, all to be seen on the plate served to you. God knows last time those woks were properly lined, let alone cleaned. Surely, looking at the customers there, Fitou's still gets away with it thanks to an audience that doesn't ask for any finesse, perhaps in life as well as when it comes to food. But this is properly ghastly food, an insult to Thai's cooking tradition, a sad reminder of a culture that thrives by disguising 'exotic' food and serving it as something else. Awful.

He sido un cliente de larga data de FS. Lamento decir que su servicio es cada vez peor.Me dijeron que recibiría mi entrega (1 porción de albóndigas y 1 porción de fideos de arroz) tomaría 1 hora (en una tarde de domingo).Sin embargo, la orden llegó 1. 40 minutos después y las albóndigas estaban crudas.Llamé al restaurante y les conté mi insatisfacción que me mintieron y nunca ofrecí ningún gesto de buena voluntad.Les diré esto a todos mis amigos.Qué verguenza. . . . . . .