Dunkin’ Donuts

My 7^th St coffee spot!
I usually come to this Dunkin’ Donuts for a nice iced coffee during the summer time, this time around I have a large gift card and I’m trying their holiday flavors like Sugar Cookie Lattes: D
This store is both a Dunkin AND Baskin Robbins? Well party on Garth!
This Dunkin’ boasts a large sitting area that’s always clean and the wait staff is always smiling.
I hate to write about chain locations but this place is special.
If your on 7^th St and want something other than $bux, consider Dunkin’ Donuts!

Great location in Garden City.
Very short waits cordial staff
Clean as a whistle… even the restroom

The Quick: Great location, with ample of outdoor and indoor seating, friendly staff, and a Baskin-​Robbins as well. What is there not to like? My go to Dunkin Donuts location.

Can easily miss if not paying attention. Fast service, the usual DD menu. Typically other DD/​BR joints I’ve been to, workers for the most part have been liberal enough with their ice cream scooping. Sadly Das who worked the Saturday morning shift today skimped out on portion and wasn’t the most pleasant person to interact with. Coffee has ZERO coffee taste at all and the munchkins were completely stale and hard.

This dunkin is where it’s at! Nice safe area in the village. Good hours! Super clean, fully stocked, nice people, no complaints. Seasonal signage and promotions clearly displayed at eye level A++

I stop by this Dunkin’ after church on Sundays. They’re pretty quick, very friendly and they get my order just right!

It’s a solid operation– runs like clock work– friendly enough staff, but where it loses points is just the overall ambiance of the interior; feels like I’m in a hospital cafeteria with the bright lights and sterile walls.
There’s a Starbucks across the street which is far more inviting, but if you «run on dunkin,» this is where you go.

I go everywhere with headphones on. Yes, you read me right. I sport… no, don… no, just plain wear… uncomfortable, rotating-​daily earbuds that plague my existence while delightfully shielding me from the cacophony that is the outside world. Here, I took my white, sheltering snakes out of my auditory canals and embraced the soundtrack that is life.*
I’m not the biggest DD fan, mainly because I’ve had (and made) better doughnuts in my life and because I do not partake in the imbibing of caffeinated coffee-​like liquid. Alas, with subscriptions to e-​mail lists of such huge corporations inevitably come «perks», as it were, so I capitalized on them accordingly, lusting for BR (that’s askin obbins, not ath-​oom) the whole time. With an expiration approaching, I strolled into this particular franchise with a Perks free-​medium-​beverage coupon, ordering up a white hot chocolate (or is that hot white chocolate? the world may never be sure) from the friendly girl behind the counter. The place seemed overstaffed and also appeared to be a family-​run operation, the sign on the wall passively prohibiting 50 or more concurrent patrons (judging by the foot traffic thru this joint, they may very well occasionally toe the line with that probably-​not-​enforced edict). Blank flatscreens dot the spacious seating arena, and you can enter from either side. (Yes, she is indeed reported to have said that.)
Now, we all know that white ‘chocolate’ is a misnomer to cover up sugar and assorted flavoring liquefied solids, but the first sip wasn’t altogether offensive, even if it just appeared to be steaming milk. (Maybe I just have overly sensitive tastebuds, but I am of the belief that I should be able to moderate the temperature of any hot beverages that come my way. This may, I acknowledge, go along with the fact that I abstain, as outlined above. Regardless, I refuse to heed your not-​so-​fine-​print warnings, and find this offense at pizzerias even more unacceptable.) This all being said, unless they can prove to me that this beverage ain’t just heated up French Vanilla creamer, I fully intend to file a convincing and damning lawsuit against Dunkin Donuts for copyright infringement/​false advertising/​there must be an actual legal term for these buzz words that would be more appropriate here, section 2a. (I can assure you I have experience drinking straight International Delight, so do not challenge me on this or you will be defeated at the hands of my self-​imposed, still-​dormant diabeetus.)
*The tunes here were remarkably eclectic in a way only a suburban self-​denying– and –loathing hipster** like myself could appreciate fully, so props for that, little BollyBollyBombshell behind the counter, since you appeared to be the DJ at the helm of my electronic heart***.
**I am more of a hipster than I boast to be and less of a hipster than others accuse me of being, and only characterize myself in this matter due to my taste in music and cultlike following of various culinary ebbs and flows… such is the inevitable paradoxical conundrum therein.
***It really is electronic