Dunkin’ Donuts

The roof is leaking. It’s disgusting how they just left the water all over the floor and dirty tables like that, you could swim in it. It had stopped leaking because the rain stopped. I asked the guy to clean the area. He took his time. He brought a big bucket of muddy water to mop the floor. He brings the dirty water past the donuts. Yuk I could vomit. Who did they pay to give them an A rating?

Really rude staff and manager. They charged me 10cents per sugar and cream and i caught them and the manager said he charge whatever he fucking wants to cause he owns it. My coffee is usually always 2.88 not 4.12

These guys are the best. Courteous as always, and they always get your order right, to whatever specification you want it. I’ve never had any issue with this DD, and come here frequently just so I can get my own customized coffee that every other DD store seems to mess up (is it really that hard to not add copious amounts of ice cubes in the iced coffee???)

Mac and all the other employees are super friendly and make for a great morning!!!
Thank you :)
Also you need to get on the DD perks program. This will change your life. 25 cent coffee everytime jets or giants win!

Went to DD this morning for two Boston Cream Donuts, walked 6 blocks from DD, when i got home and opened the bag to eat the donuts, one of the donuts chocolate icing were all over the paper bag. it looked so disgusting i threw it away… they have to come up with another solution because this problem will happen again to someone else. FIX-​IT

I don’t care what anyone thinks — I like the donuts from Dunkin Donuts. I’m not ashamed. Having said that, the coffee is undrinkable in my opinion. These are both observations that can apply to almost any Dunkin around the world due to it being a chain. As for the service — like in most chains, the service is inconsistent.

Went here this morning for some donuts, the literally had nothing I came in for– and it wasn’t because they were out of it, they just didn’t have it. I thought all Dunkin donuts had the same basic donuts –I was wrong… And they were rude when I asked.
So, save your self the hassle and walk down the block and across 7^th to the donut pub– that’s where I went next and they had everything I wanted:

A hop, skip and a jump from the subway station at 14^th Street and Sixth Avenue, this was a hoppin’ location, with busy servers that were on top of their game. There’s a great big picture window in front with stools that make for great people watching while scarfing down your corn muffin and latte.

Newly remodeled DD! Great coffee, as always and Orlando is definitely one of their best employees. Lovin’ Summer in NYC!

Teeny tiny location so you definitely don’t want to hang out here unless you’re in a rush & very tiny yourself. Came in here to get a doughnut during a slow time. The clerk was friendly enough though she seemed a little bored.
It’s not a 24 hour location but if you’re near the train station & don’t want to go to The Donut Pub (which I prefer for doughnuts but I had a gift card to use up here), this location is okay for a quick trip and moment to warm up from the cold.

Store #308 379
Morning ritual awakes me with hunger pangs. One sausage with egg on a croissant sandwich at $ 3.49 and 9 pc Hash Brown at $ 1.29 totals $ 5.20 includes sales tax – blame it on Messrs. Cuomo, Bloomdumb and Uncle Sam, the Grandfather of all taxes. At 536 Avenue of the Americas in Chelsea District was somewhat worth my wait of the morning rush where the order line is complete and total chaos. The pickup line is even worse disarray breeding ground where patrons who order the same exact item (s) can easily pickup another’s. Entrance corridor is narrow as it is impossible to bump into other patrons as one make your exit. Entrance is a long dark slanted corridor. This retail space is shared with Baskin Robbins and sits on 14^th Street/​Sixth Avenue.
No facilities exist on this premise.

A small DD, I got in and out quickly and the food was ok.

One of the smaller DD’s in the city but they move the line pretty quickly. I’m in and out within 5 minutes no matter how long the line.
There is no public bathroom and it is a bit narrow to navigate (especially during peak coffee hours), but all in all there’s nothing seriously wrong with this location!

Standard DD. Counter service is quick but the people making the food need tweak their skills. Ordered a ham & cheese roll and the honey mustard was all over the wrapper and even greased the bag. Sigh. Didn’t have him redo the packaging and after seeing hims berated by a old lady earlier about her nitpicky iced coffee I decided not to perpetuate the hate. I’ll just forgo this location on a bad day.

As a kid, I was a mini Egyptologist. I could name you the gods, the sites of the pyramids, etc. So, during a break from college, I found myself in the city with a few books on mummification. My gf at the time wasn’t due to arrive in the city until later that day so I decided to have myself a donut while I read my book. I bought myself a chocolate frosted donut with sprinkles and sat down by the window. I placed one book down and read the other. The table next to mine had a drying coffee stain on its surface shaped like Australia and almost as big.
I gazed out the window at the drizzle that had begun to descend when this slightly unkempt man approached my table. He looked at the table with the coffee stain and then at mine.
‘Excuse me, do you mind if I sit here?” He pointed at the chair across from mine at my table. In Germany, this guy wouldn’t have needed to ask. He would’ve just sat down and I wouldn’t have batted an eyelash. It’s not big deal there. But here, i the good ol’ USA, it’s just not that common… Unless you’re a pretty girl and then any guy, straight or not, would invite you to share the table in the hopes of getting your number.
Have you seen the tables at Dunkin Donuts? They’re tiny! You barely have space for your coffee and donuts, much less those of another person.
I shook my head and said he could sit down. I raised my book a bit higher, hoping that he’d realize that I wasn’t in the mood for small talk.
‘Can you do me a favor,’ he asked. I lowered my book and raised an eyebrow. He looked out the window and then around the small donut shop. He leaned his head forward slightly, his stringy hair hanging down around his head. In a lowered voice, he said, ‘If you see anybody come up behind me with a knife, warn me.’
«Okay.»
No pause, no quizzical look. I knew that i was dealing with another former resident of some mental asylum. I went back to my book and planned my escape. I had only taken a bite out of my donut and I didn’t want to scarf it down. Doing so might have resulted in Paranoid Android believing that I’m part of the vast conspiracy to murder.
I went back to my book while using my peripheral vision to watch him for any sudden movements. I slipped a pen up my sleeve in case I needed to use self defense techniques patented by that sensei of ruthless ass-​kicking, Mr. Joe Pesci.
‘What are you reading there?‘
Snappy Answers to Stupid Questions. There’s a picture of a sarcophagus on it. It’s likely not a beautician’s handbook.
‘Just a book on Egyptology,’ I reply. I try not to be curt but I don’t talk too much. Yeah, because the latter’s reeeeeaaaalll tough for me.
‘Why?‘
Because when you kill me, I want to know how I’ll be preserved.
‘It’s for school. Have to write a paper.
On what,’ he asks
’Mummification. The process.‘
He starts talking about it. In detail. Crap, he knows what’s he talking about it. Thousands of nutjobs in the five boroughs and I meet the paranoid version of Indiana Jones. Whoop-​de-​damn-​doo.
I feel bad for the guy. He’s bright but the lights are on and nobody’s home. Tragic. Not that it makes me inclined to stick around. The guy is worried someone might stab him from behind.
I’ve finished my donut and bid him adieu.
‘Good luck with the paper.‘
I thank him and walk out. I turn the corner and stop at a store front. I take the time to turn and make sure he didn’t follow me. He hadn’t.
Oh? The donut? Best i had ever tasted up to that point.

This DnD smelled so potently of sweetness that it was almost stifling.
No bathroom.
In and out pretty quickly. This store is kind of narrow, though; I wouldn’t want to be in here when there’s a crowd, to be honest.