Dairy Queen

Should have walked away when I had to ask for the Waffle cone without the fly :(my vanilla cone was… well… just not right. It had a funny sour taste. It was almost like taking a spoon and eating a dollop of daisy in a Waffle cone. The kids working there are just that. Kids. The phone rang a total of 12times in a row, twice, who ever was calling is still waiting for someone to answer. The kid was to busy banging a trash can around to answer it. Next time I will drive the extra two miles to handles and enjoy what I paid for

I love Dairy Queen and have never met a Dairy Queen I didn’t like… until now. Most of them aren’t the cleanest and the staff are always kids but the product always delivered.
Have been to this location twice; both times for Blizzards. First time we both got the same flavor and both thought there was not nearly enough stuff inside and they weren’t mixed very well. Second time mine (picked different flavor) was again lacking in ingredients. When you are paying $ 4.00 for a cup of ice cream, you are expecting to be very happy; I was not. Hubby’s Blizzard was not at all mixed — he found all his ingredients at the bottom of the cup.
Unless it is just for a Dilly, I won’t be setting foot back in this location.

Not bad. Not «Man, this is what I’ve been waiting for, for more than a year» Good, but a cold treat nonetheless.
I got mint soft serve with bits of brownie mixed in. The brownie pieces alone don’t have an exactly scrumptious taste. The mint soft serve was ok — not anything to write home about.
This location has a drive-​thru. The staff were polite and efficient. An inexpensive treat for your wallet, but they do not, by any mines, have my heart!

Pros: They have the best selection of ready-​to-​go ice cream cakes for any DQ I’ve seen, especially considering the size of the store. Staff is usually helpful and courteous (though not always — teenagers…).
Cons: The store is tiny and kinda smells like vomit? While there is a drive-​thru, it’s so oddly placed that I literally drove past the window and circled the building twice before figuring out where I was supposed to stop.

Slow and dirty and small. The rednecks don’t help either.