McDonald’s

They always lie and say that the ice cream machine is not working when the truth is they just don’t want to clean it .2 people in front of me ordered milk Shakes and it was fine then I order a sundae and they take my money and then check the time and it magically is broken .what a joke, man up and tell me you don’t want to clean it instead of telling me it doesn’t work!
Super bush league

Stopped by to meet good friend, Shlomazal, for tea and cookies. Staff quite friendly and efficient. Prices, immoderate. Cleanliness, above average.

This McDonald’s is always frequented at night by kids just looking to get in trouble. it’s a very intimidating atmosphere, waiting to order a young man cut in front of me, I told him I was next in line & his friends got in to the conversation & essentially bullied me right out of the store. I didn’t get to place my order I left, I’m not getting mugged over cheeseburger, this place needs a security guard.

I popped into the McDonald’s opposite the Ferguson Library this afternoon. I was starving and went in the side door. I was struck at how all the surfaces: floor, table tops, counters, everything looked dull. Too many cleanings with harsh cleaners have taken the shine off everything. It might be clean, but wow! it sure doesn’t look clean.
Ever use Bön Ami? McDonald’s looks like it is covered in the subtle, powdery residue of this cleaner.
I should have taken the store appearance as my clue and exited. But hunger pushed me on. I ordered a 4 piece Chicken McNugget. My evaluation: Y * U * C * K ! The chicken had a bitter taste, like the oil it was cooked in hadn’t been changed since last Christmas. The honey mustard dip was more like hair gel goo than mustard. I can’t imagine a more unappealing texture! Put the two together and, well, the yuck-​factors don’t cancel one another out, and the result is definitely yuck-​yuck!
For real truth in advertising, not an art practiced by Mickey D’s, you’d have to advertise: Chicken McNugget’s Yuck-​Yuck. That has a catchy sound, sort of like
a Chinese version of the offering.
I needn’t say more, but can’t resist. Take my advice and stay away from this purveyor of yuck-​yuck; stay away from this «restaurant» dulled by extensive overuse of Bön Ami or some other chalky cleaner.

Average. This restaurant has everything you’d expect in a mcdonalds. No more no less. Exact same menu as every location. Exact same staff.
If you’re looking for average, this is the perfect example of it.

Food comparable to most McDonalds, but it is not a place that has a welcoming or even safe atmosphere.

Man oh man where do I begin with this one?! I don’t go to McDonalds often, but when I do I avoid going to this one. I love Mdconald’s fries and could eat it everyday with no problem’s if it wasn’t so bad for me. I work Downtown Stamford and this McDonalds is within walking distance and I will still choose to loose my spot in the garage and drive to the one that is 5 min away. It’s dirty and alot of hobo hang around there all day long. I do have to say the food taste the same as the other Mcdonalds though. I would ONLY go to this one if I had no other choice.

Awesome — open late. Not awesome — thinking I’m going to get mugged walking into, out of, or while inside this place. Carry your pepper spray and enjoy your McNuggets.

If there was a way to give a menu item a fraction of a star, I’d do it. As a foodie, it’s not my style to Unilocal about this icon of fast-​foodedness, but I had to opine about the newest addition to the Mickey D. menu — the McCafe’s Frappé. As corporations with deep pockets are wont to do, McDonald’s is advertising this new line of drinks to the max — going so far as to include coupons for free 12 oz. frozen coffees in the local papers. So, ok, I bit — and clipped — and took the clipping to the McDonalds on Bedford St. It’s the first time I’ve been inside since my kids were little (15 years?) and able to be bribed by the soon-​to-​be-​illegal Happy Meals. Not much has changed. I handed over my coupon, the server went over to a machine, pushed a button and quick as you can say «artificial flavors,» I had my «Mocha Frappé» in hand. Sip one had the faint taste of those coffee ice-​creams of old — you know, the kind made in chemistry labs by people who obviously never tasted coffee in their lives. Sip two was cloying, and incorporated those rivulets of dark brown meant to be chocolate but, again, tasting like something made in Splenda class. There was no sip #3. Please McDonalds, stick to the burger biz and save coffee drinks for Starbucks. Free was too expensive in this case.