This restaurant is fairly clean. The food is average. There was not much flavor to the meal besides the white sauce. Otherwise, the service was good.
Jennifer D.
Évaluation du lieu : 2 Cincinnati, OH
This week, within 2 days, I had eaten 3 of the four meals I had inside a moving vehicle. This was one of them, it was certainly not the worst, but I mean– it’s fast food. How excited can you get about that? My first issue here was that the speaker in the drive-thru was not working correctly. It was loud, and crackly and irritating. So, I’m not sure if the resulting mis-communications I had with the teenage boy working there were because of that or not. I went to order some baked ziti– I asked for the meal, with breadsticks– because the menu made it look like you got to choose between breadsticks, salad or pizza. Well, apparently, the entrée means you get breadsticks, but the meal means you can choose an additional salad or slice of pizza. Okay, I totally didn’t get that at first. I went ahead and sprang for the meal with salad, since I figured I had to get some vegetables at SOME point. Then he didn’t understand if I said«Ranch or French.» Well, I am a weirdo that hates Ranch, so I repeated my selection of French dressing again. Thank goodness he gave me the right stuff. I didn’t know the salad was going to have cheese in it, but they were giant gelatinous cubes of what I guess was supposed to be Mozzarella? Ew. EWWW. I don’t love cheese in the first place, but my texture issues had me going through the roof at this stuff. Also, the«sausage» that was in the ziti? Um, I don’t think that was sausage, but rather some sort of weird meat-flavored soy nugget. Yeah, no thanks– I picked around those and only ate half of the entrée. The saving grace and shining light of the whole meal was the breadsticks. I smelled like garlic for hours afterward, but I didn’t care.