Canary Wharf - Jubilee Place - SVC Review

This weekend I decided to go on another Nandventure with my delightful boyfriend Marc Joss. We traversed the DLR with only a minor mishap to arrive in Canary Wharf and hunt down Jubilee Place. This Nando's was tricky to find with a need for us to circle almost the entirety of Canary Wharf to find it hidden in the undergrowth just across from the Jubilee line Underground station. Once inside, the building is an underground metropolis but Nando's is easy to locate.

The staff were helpful, funny and pleased to chat while seating us at the table. I decided to use my empty icy glass and fill it with coffee which was an astounding Nando's success although I did spill some of it on the table!

The Nando's is spacious and comfortable with really awesome tribal vases lining the restaurant which makes it feel like you're sitting outside even though you're underground However, this Nando's seems to have three décor failings:
1. Despite the al fresco feeling, the restaurant also has an undercover section that would be incredibly dark to sit in and make it a struggle to see your food. Luckily on this occasion we were in prime place, but I would guess that on a normal, busy Canary Wharf lunch break, you'd be likely to have to sit in a less desirable position.
2. There are no lavatorial facilities inside this Nando's so you have to leave the restaurant to spend a penny.
3. Finally as this Nando's is in a shopping centre and shoulder to shoulder with other restaurants, they have made the choice to go without Nando's music leading to a less vibrant atmosphere and the feeling that you could be at any restaurant.

My food arrived speedily and I embarked with my eating partner on a revolutionary idea. We decided to forgo the peri drizzle for our houmous and spiced it ourselves with wild herb sauce. The piquant and fruity elements combined with the symphony of houmous is something everyone should immediately sample. Sadly, the rest of my food left a lot to be desired. The chicken and rice were dry, my wrap wrapped me only in sadness, my spicy rice had never been less nice and my macho peas made my heart freeze. I think they had left for too long under the heatlamp as they obviously waited for the next person's dish to bring them together, but they sacrificed my lunch on the alter of chicken everywhere. The food at this particular Nando's is obviously inconsistent as one of their lovely managers could be seen in plain daylight consuming a cheeky snack from competing Wagamamas at a table in the restaurant. I don't think I would go back to this Nando's because of the food but everything else was delightful.