Wouldn’t know. We walked in, the lady asked if we were ready, we said in a minute. She then went to work in the kitchen. 10 mins and 3 other group of customers later, none of the staff acknowledged us. They were all avoiding eye contact. Finally one of the guys said “It’s a long wait. I don’t know if y’all want to wait. We have a full screen.” Just attitude. Rude. Lol. Comical even. One of the customers waiting just wanted sauce. The other, his order was messed up. Good luck if y’all eat here.

I understand being busy but really..?? Come on now.. the cashier was very nice but the food... Smh.. I had 2 pieces of tomato on my tacos and the nachos had literally one scoop of beans and cheese and the rest were chips.. Come on Man..

I usually have a great experience, but today food was terrible. Barilla burrito is terrible tlwe also ordered wraps snd didn't receive them . Only thing good was person that took order was very nice.

The food was hot and fresh. It's not really amazing, but it's a chain store, so you get the same as any other store. The service was fash and friendly. The place was quite over all with just the cooks talking and the sounds of the drive-through.

First and foremost I had to greet myself. I sat at the drive through more than 15 seconds. After I order no one said thank you. Upon arrival at the window the lady was very short. Not rude. However after receiving my order I had to ask for hot sauce. After that I received no napkins at all. Also received all my change in coins. Where is the manager on the headsets. Smh

Guy at the drive thru hates his job!! 7/10 around 9pm . I said thank you when I paid no response and again just to test out the customer service still no response..The guy in the back wiped his nose while preparing the food 🤢

New location. Great food. Clean restaurant with friendly staff. Parking is pretty tight because construction is still going on. Ordered the two taco with fries combo. The tacos are a mean itself. Wasn't too busy during the visit.

No one can eat all of anything. The unsettling notion that I can never fully consume a meal, haunts me. Every bite I take is tinged with the unsettling realization that something always remains—crumbs on a plate, residue on a fork, or even microscopic particles that evade capture. It's as if existence itself is mocking my futile attempts at completion, reminding me that in life, as in dining, true totality is an illusion. A cruel metaphor for the imperfections and incompleteness that define the human condition, leaving me in a ceaseless state of existential disquiet. Like friction and loss in an inefficient system, this inescapable truth gnaws at the very fabric of my being, filling me with a dread so profound it robs me of sleep. A shadow over each meal, leaving me in a state of perpetual unrest.