McDonald's Menu Prices at 2106 5th Ave ★3.7 (1021)

Haven’t got an order right the past 4 times eating there. Need to get it together. Manager and staff look miserable. Who wouldn’t be working in a dystopian style hellscape of a restaurant. Remodel looks like crap. Shoulda left the strip when BK did. Plenty of better restaurants. Never have gotten my food from the drive thru window. Always have to pull in. Fast food is dead. Here’s a picture of my “McDouble”

I went in to get a bagel with extra breakfast sauce, didn’t get it. Took for ever to get it

food is ok, normally get the spicy mccrispy ( no mayonnaise) with that spicy sauce they put on it ALWAYS with lettuce and there’s like 5 strands of lettuce, no spicy sauce, chicken is really warm and it’s not even spicy but says spicy in the wrapper? I’m not gonna go back there and ask for a different one and make that workers job harder then it is, but come on..? and at the speaker they had to get another person cause the first employee couldn’t even get the order correct and thought we were getting chicken nuggets and other thinks ( nobody is at the other speaker btw.)

McDonald’s on 5th is quite simply really gross. Food is never fresh even when they’re making you wait over 10 minutes. Not to mention they let people sit on the front counter bare assed. Short review because the picture is worth a thousand words. Fire the whole store and try again. I wont be back.

I would love to know the hiring process for this location, considering 30 percent of the workers have actual peas for brains. I know that work can get stressful, lines can pile up, and the orders can get backed up. Trust me, I have plenty of experience working in fast food. However, I really don't understand how hard it is to put food in a bag, make a simple coffee (with the recipe on the wall, mind you), or simply be decent to customers. At this point, the workers are just playing in my food. Today, my friend and I went to this location in the drive-thru with two mobile orders. We didn't order the whole menu. In fact, I literally just got a fry and an iced coffee. A three-step coffee. It isn't rocket science. When I reached the second window, a young-ish man just shoved a watery-looking coffee out the window as well as my food. "I have another mobile order." I say, kindly. He proceeds to stare at me with a disgusted look on his face for a concerning amount of time. Finally, he stops looking at me like I ruined his entire week and says, "Did you have the other mobile order?" Obviously, I have the other mobile order I literally just said that. I wouldn't care if he had asked me kindly, but he acted like I was greatly inconveniencing him by doing his JOB. So I sit, and I turn towards my friend, and when I happen to turn around, his arm is hanging out the window holding an equally watery coffee. He doesn't say, "Hey, here's your coffee." He is just staring. I apologize, grab the coffee, and put it in my cupholder before he quite literally shoves a bag of food into my hand. He shoved it so forcefully that my arm slightly recoiled. Okay, whatever. So I pull off and taste the coffee. It is straight water with a whisper of flavoring. Tastes nothing like a coffee. At all. Literally just burnt water. Great. So now I have just dealt with the world's most sassy man, and I also have sugar water sitting in my cupholder. I was not about to just suffer and toss this actual creek water into the trash that I paid for with my somewhat limited funds. So, as not to hold up the line since this drive-thru worker was already annoyed at me, I pulled into a parking spot and went inside. After waiting for a hot minute for someone to come to the front counter, a young girl finally comes over. She doesn't greet us. Doesn't say a word. Just. Stares. Once again. No thoughts behind her eyes. I say "Hi there! We just got these in the drive-thru, but we were wondering if they can be remade. They are watery." "What are they?" She says, blandly. "Caramel and pumpkin." She stares once again. Am I speaking Portuguese to these folks? Can anybody hear me? She looked at us like we were the biggest neanderthals to walk this Earth. You would have thought that I asked her to build a rocket, solve world hunger, and donate to a small non-profit. She asks the same man with the attitude problem to remake the coffee. She then proceeds to go and chit-chat and flirt with a young man in the kitchen. It took so long to make the coffee that I would put money on them spitting in it or something. I don't know, I don't care. Just give me the right drink. I am begging you. She comes back to the counter after eons and places it down while not even looking at us. She has her neck craned to look anywhere but at us. "Thank you." I say. Nothing. Not a word, blink, or a breath in our direction. I sip the coffee as I walk out. You will never guess what it tasted like. Did they fix it? Did it taste like how it is supposed to? Guess. No, seriously, guess. Shocker: it was still bad. Tasted like milk and the concept of coffee. Like if a toddler who had never seen nor tasted coffee was asked to make it. We cannot be serious. Am I missing something? Is making coffee the equivalent of asking a 9-year-old to recite Pythagoreans' Theorem? Because, as someone who made coffee at Krispy Kreme for work as a teenager, it seems more comparable to long division. And just for reference, it was not busy whatsoever. One other man in the dining area and one in the drive-thru.