K & S Cleaners

So, first, they lost my two comforters. Now, they did find them pretty promptly (about three hours later, I got the call) so I was going to let it slide. Well I just opened up my $ 400 down comforter and there are more stains on it now then before!!! I am furious. I do not recommend this place. I am so disappointed. It cost $ 40 to clean and now I have to do it again. Never. Going. Back.

DON’T go here with items you care about. I’m not picky about cleaners, but this place ruined a $ 100 dress I brought there and didn’t apologize, offer to pay for it, or even give me the $ 8 cleaning fee back. They told me I just didn’t remember that the brand new dress I wore once before bringing to them was actually a wrinkled, uneven, stretched, wavy fabric… instead of the flowy AND flat beautiful dress it was when I brought it in. Cannot stand getting screwed, unless you can, I’d stay away. Oh yeah, and the reviewer below me reminded me, it smells like a donkey’s ass.

Soooo friendly… reasonable pricing and hours, payment required in advance (which I don’t mind)

The ONLY reason I wanted to give this place 4 instead of 5 stars is because it smells (trifling, I know). BUT… whatever the stink is never gets into your clothes! And I don’t have to be in there for longer than 5 mins.
Hubby and I have taken cleaning to many other places in the city and suburbs alike. None to date have been able to beat the quality and pricing of this friendly-​neighborhood dry cleaner… not the nice, expensive place on Damen… not the nice and expensive place in Elmhurst… This is the place for us. Did I mention convenient (to us)?
It’s a total mom-​and-​pop shop (literally) and they are both SO nice… right down to ‘dad’ carrying the metric ton of shirts to the car while ‘mom’ coos with the baby inside («I wish I had a grandchild…»).
Did I mention quality? They actually got a seriously large schmootz of wax out of one of my fave. wool sweaters (no extra charge) and stitched up a torn sleeve of another sweater without my askin them to (no exra charge… I didn’t notice ’til I got home).