McDonald’s

Definitely one of the better McDonald’s in DC. Clean and calm atmosphere with retro music. Friendly employees and the burger looked very good. Overall a positive experience for a McD and better than expected.

The female hispanic night manager has to be one of the rudest people I have ever met. She ignored us for 5 min, then when we wanted to order she acted like we were a burdon. nWhat a joke

This location is a joke. They are open 24 hours Thurs-​Sat and offer a limited «late night menu», however what they advertise are value meals at the ‘medium size’ price, but when you order, they charge you, and deliver to you, the large size meal. When I stated I wanted what was advertised which was the medium size meal at the medium size price, the manager, a poor one at that, simply stated, «we only do large after midnight». I again stated that I wished to pay the advertised price and size and was again shrugged off. Absolutely irritated after a 13 hour shift behind my bar, I told him to forget it and cancel my order. NOT ONE word was said to me by him, all he said was «hey, don’t make that order» to the cook. Rude, unprofessional, and false advertising. I attempted one more time a few weeks later, for breakfast. I get a soda with my breakfast meal. When returning to the counter for a re-​fill as my cup was filled to the top with ice so I drank it rather quickly, I was told «we don’t do refills anymore». WTF? I said, «you’ve got to be kidding me. Why?» She said, «the owner decided that, because people were drinking too much». Good job alienating once loyal customers over stupid, petty things just to save a few cents, potentially resulting in losing countless money in business. I’ve since bypassed this location for Burger King a block up. They know how to treat their customers.
Sidebar: They play KIDS MUSIC in the dining room, I’m guessing as a deterrent from loitering. I was listening to «Tick Tock I’m a Clock» and an «ABC» song whilst dining on my #1 value meal. Absolutely ridiculous.

Unfortunatley tonights service was not as good as the last review. I ordered a big mac and medium fry. I watched the African gentleman not even ask or announce the receipt number for the food. He just gave my bag to the customer that was standing at the counter. I thought I might be incorrect so I continued to wait for my food. The cashier noticed I was still waiting for my food and asked what happened to her order. Instead of the manager apologizing for giving my food away, he says the guy just took the bag from him. Which was a lie, because I watched him. People who cannot solve customers issues without being rude or going back and forth with the customer should not be managing. A simple apology for the mistake and remaking the big mac would have solved everything. As you can tell by my previous review I have no problem giving praise for great service. This was unacceptable. From one manager to another.

The cashier named deangela is by far the most rude person here at the store. She rolls her eyes at customers and greet customers by saying «what you want?» then slams your food on the counter.

Pretty clean location, stopped by after Jumbo Pizza with BP for an ice cream cone and McCafe Mocha. Not much to say, staff was friendly, you need to pay to use the restrooms ($.25?) and the snacks hit the spot.

It’s a McDonald’s, so what can you really say? I stop by here every couple weeks for a quick lunch. The food is decent– what you would expect for a McDonald’s– unlike some other McDonald’s that I’ve been to in DC. One complaint that I have is that service seems to always be really slow when I stop by. The wait isn’t too bad after you place your order; but the line to place your order, though not long, seems to move very slowly.

Came to McDonalds after a late evening at work, and I wasn’t (too) disappointed.
The McChicken ($ 1) is a patty of tender chicken, coated in whatever it is that McDonalds fries stuff in, and slathered with just the correct amount of creamy mayonnaise. Dip it in the house-​made BBQ sauce for a real treat.
The McDouble ($ 1) is not one, but TWO beef patties, delicately seasoned with salt, and topped with fresh pickles, tiny onions, and house-​made ketchup and mustard. Cheese is optional.
Top if off with a side of small fries ($ 1.29), hot from the fryer and generously topped with salt and oil.
Finally, treat yourself to a vanilla ice cream cone ($ 1), homemade by the McD’s ice cream machine.
(I stop in here sometimes, but it’s one of the worst McDonalds I know. Regardless of time of day or what you order, you’ll feel like you’re pushing the boundaries of what can actually be called «fast» food. Late night, the line goes to the door. Good thing it is convenient, and the workers, while not always competent, are super-​friendly!)

Even as McDonalds goes this one is awful. Dingy and beat up with a perpetually sketchy crowd hanging around. This place is a real eyesore in a lovely historic neighborhood full of culture. It serves the same garbage as any McDonalds, but unlike at an airport or a rest stop, it does so on a street filled with intriguing fast food options. I wish someone would replace it with a new restaurant. Anything, really.

This McDonald’s is bad, even for a McDonald’s.
The service is painfully slow and every time I go in there it seems like they have messed up multiple people’s orders. The first 6 months I went in there, none of the employees realized that there are order numbers on the receipts. This would have cleared up an amazing amount of confusion when they were trying to give people their orders. When I went in today they finally called a number instead of trying to remember everything they put in the bag. Brilliant!
This McDonald’s saving grace is it’s location. It is right on 18^th and Columbia next to the strip of bars. Because of this I will probably be back again next weekend, begrudgingly.

How does it take 30 min to get your order in at Mc’Ds? Warning for others, if you feel tempted by this Mc’Ds at the end of a night in Adams Morgan. Don’t do it. You’ll be in this line forever. There was one cashier operating and the people behind the counter clearly didn’t feel the same urgency to make food as the urgency those of us in line felt to eat food.

Since my original review, I’ve seen new management as well as non-​managerial employees here acting in a surprisingly downright pleasant and friendly manner toward the customers and even sometimes toward each other. Hope and change, people. Hope and change.
PS: The tv is now mostly on BET instead of the Disney Channel.

It’s 5 o’ clock in the morning.
T-​Payne is not in this McDonalds. Nor is Lily Allen, though I’m sure she would be (skank).
Freesus, J.B. and I are standing in line to buy 6 big macs and 4 orders of chicken tenders.
I am honestly trying very, very hard to remember what led up to this moment, and I am failing quite miserably. Was it that night I got a bloody nose dancing at U street? pouring blood all over my shirt? Was it the night that we told some girl we wanted to «smang it» with them?
I don’t know. The clipped and parsed lanes of memory do not permit too far a journey into the dark. The black wall looms and behind it our memories glaze over in the midnight frost of a pale blue moon. It is a pity, perhaps. Maybe it’s a blessing that our private shames stay private, even to ourselves.
Yet this McDonalds stands firm, a colossus at the gates. Damn your shame! Damn your lost nights, and the gentle touch of a turning hour hand! You were glorious tonight! Revel in that fucking glory, reward yourself with questionably delicious food!
Later, sitting in the living room, Freesus grabs my second big mac and just looks at me, mean mugging me as he eats it as if to say «yes, I know this is yours and I am drunk but I don’t care, and I wouldn’t care sober. I don’t care, because I am Freesus» and damn the man if he isn’t absolutely correct on all counts.
I would never give a McDonalds more than 2 stars, but this McDonalds is a beacon in our collective psyche, the pure gold marker of memory perhaps best forgotten, but gilded in remembrance. 4 stars it is.

It’s no longer ghetto! A lot of these reviews are from before. Much better now that they’ve renovated. I mean, it’s still McDonald’s…

This is where the non-​fake people come to hang out.
Most yuppies and hipsters wouldn’t be caught dead hanging out here, so it’s a good place to be.

I’ve now found out where to come if I want to spend an evening with homeless people and the rif-​raf of SE D.C.
Really no reason to ever step foot in here, except for the fries. DAMN YOU FRIES … Y U SO ENTICING !!! Unfortunately the two times I have been in here for a fry fix, they came out cold and unsalted … WTF.
I swear, you can’t get good fries anywhere in this city.

This isn’t an anti-​McDonalds post — I enjoy a Quarter-​pounder or Egg McMuffin once in a blue moon. The McDonald’s in Adams Morgan, however, is TERRIBLE, not because of the food, but because of the extremely poor management and cleanliness (lack thereof).
Adams Morgan is a challenging location — lots of drunks and other characters of ill-​repute — but this McDonalds seems to go out of its way to be uninviting. Service is painfully slow and rude. People loiter at the few open table. The bathrooms are nothing short of disgusting. And the prices are increased in the evening (the restaurant stays open 24 hours Thurs — Sun).
What could be a great place to satisfy greesy cravings after a night at the bar, simply isn’t worth it. You have a better chance getting stabbed here, then having a remotely satisfying meal. Get a jumbo slice.

Did somebody say McScary?
I don’t know if it’s the inevitable vomit out front (’twas present this afternoon), the sketchy clientele, the obvious sanitation concerns, or the panhandling homeless that frightens me most about the McDonald’s in Adams Morgan.
I must admit, I’m a sucker for McDonald’s fries and have a not so subtle obsession with fountain diet coke. Nevertheless, I have managed to keep those urges in check by living next to two of the skankiest, most horrendous McDonald’s in the last 4 years of my life. The one near Golden Gate Park in San Francisco has similar problems as this one in Adams Morgan… I may starve before touching either establishment’s doorhandles.
I guess it’s a good thing that this place is so awful, as it will continue my streak of avoiding McDonald’s. I really wish they’d just bulldoze the place and build something cool there.

I come here only because I live a block off and when I’m drunk it helps. The food is food but I’m commenting on the safety of this place.
On three different occasions I’ve seen a fight between two employees, a verbal altercation gone physical by two restaurant visitors, and a drag queen (i think) breaking down crying.
As long as you pretend like nothing is going on, you should be fine.

**2.5**
Okay so I’m very ashamed to admit I came to McDonald’s. Overall, I pretty much hate McDonald’s…but I make 2 exceptions for when it’s okay to eat at one.
1. If I’m in a foreign country (more specifically, when I was in China and couldn’t eat anymore dumplings, rice or noodles. I just wanted bread and potatoes.)
2. Breakfast. Because I love the hashbrowns. And the bacon/​egg/​cheese biscuit.
So Saturday right before my last session of my photography workshop, I popped in real quick to get some breakfast since I had a few minutes to spare. The line was kind of long, but I got through pretty quickly and had no troubles with my order.
There was however, this crazy lady who was screaming at the employees about receiving the incorrect change. I don’t know who was right or wrong, and though I thought the woman was crazy and disruptive to the crowd (she was cursing a lot and there were children in there!), I think the employees could have better diffused the situation.
Anyway. That is all. I hang my head in shame for eating at a place that I hate, but I wanted the hashbrowns and I couldn’t resist.