Panda Express

Grandsons favorite place to eat.
The Orange Chicken he got looked so good I had to have some.
Was a tad spicy but not too bad.
Very good.
Definitely will return.

I just put some hot sauce but this is ridiculous for 12.90 or so they give me this amount of food.
At least they should put more chow mein lol please do better

Arriving at Panda Express at Legends in Kansas City, I encountered a scene that epitomizes the last-hour blues of fast food dining.
It was about 45 minutes before closing, and the atmosphere was already shifting towards the end of the day.
Choices were scarce, and the staff made it clear that there would be no fresh batches forthcoming.
They were clearly in conservation mode, preserving their limited supply for any straggling customers. As someone who’s seen the spectrum of service, from the sublime to the catastrophic, it was disheartening to watch the portioning of my meal.
Each grain of rice, noodle, and nugget of orange chicken was doled out with a precision that suggested rationing in wartime.
I get it, the young staff had their own night ahead of them, and I was just another late-night inconvenience.
But the sight of them meticulously counting out portions was almost comical in its bleakness. The robot-like demeanor of the server only compounded the disappointment.
No smile, no warmth, just the mechanical efficiency of someone counting down the minutes until they could punch out.
It was clear this was a job to them, nothing more, and any semblance of customer service was long gone. As for the food, well, it's Panda Express.
Mediocrity is their brand, and they deliver it consistently.
The taste was what I expected—nothing more, nothing less.
But even the predictability of Panda Express couldn't offset the poor service.
This visit highlighted the low of all lows in service quality. Lesson learned: never go to a fast food joint in the final hour before closing.
It’s not worth the scarcity of options, the lackluster service, and the palpable sense of impending freedom from the staff.
This particular Panda Express at Legends won’t be seeing me again at the end of the night.
Consistent taste might bring me back, but only when there’s more than an hour left on the clock.