Cinnabon

I just can’t afford the calories but once a year!!!

Had a less than 10 minute layover after exiting our plane and this was the closest option for dinner. Grabbed husband a sandwich and coke zero, while I went the sweet route with a cinnabon and yogurt covered pretzels. The cinnabon was only $ 3.xx, which was pleasantly unexpected, but the pretzels? $ 4.xx! Are you kidding me? The measly amount did NOT cover the price tag of these puppies. But the lady on the plane in front of me had some similar ones and I was craving them! Our total was an astronomical $ 23, but I guess that’s what happens at the airport. The sandwich was pretty large, so I wasn’t overly pissed at the $ 11 price tag.
The pretzels at least tasted good and was exactly what I wanted. The sandwich wasn’t bad, but I’m not sure there were any condiments on it, so it seemed slightly dry. I’m not sure if they have little packets available, as they were not offered to us. I was surprised that the cinnabon tasted as good as it did, considering all over the package it says HEAT BEFORE EATING. I’m not sure why they don’t heat them there for you, but whatevs. I didn’t have time to question things as I had a plane to catch.

I frequently fly cross-​country and really cherish those non-​stop flights but if I ever have to stop in O’Hare you can bet your firstborn you’ll find me at the Cinnabon. Last time I walked about 3 miles through endless O’Hare just to go here. Sure you can get lots of excessively high-​calorie foods throughout the airport but where will you be enveloped by a warm, melty, perfectly doughy, cinnamon icing foodgasm other than Cinnabon? Nowhere folks, nowhere. It can’t be done. This is the one place I could care less if the service is crap, the line is 20 minutes long, or the price is expensive. It’s THAT good. Go with the classic and go with the full-​size bon. Flying makes you want to pull out your own teeth but this amazing treat makes it all the more bearable. Caution — consume in extreme moderation.

Shamika at Cinnabon near gate G5 at Chicago Airport (ORD) must have recently lost a loved one or family member. Or… at least she acts like it.
She doesn’t like her job, or her company’s paying customers. She needs to just go away.
Details if you want…
I wanted 12 minis and as I was just about to board a very small plane, I hoped they’d all fit in one box, since it looked like a fold-​over box, deep on both sides. I asked and she said no. I asked if she would tryshe said no. Asking again, she finally and very reluctantly said, «I’ll put them in and you can deal with closing it.» She dropped them in and handed me the box quoting the fee. I gave her the card and closed the box successfully. She didn’t make one eye contact or thank you or good bye and asked over my shoulder to help the next person (only one behind me), before I had even started to move away. I said thank you but she still wouldn’t look at me. I was upset by this time so I insisted with another thank you. No response or eye contact. So I asked her her name three times before she snapped «Shamika, what’s yours!» I replied, thanked her again (no sarcasm) and walked off… This kind of service is what’s driving people to internet shopping. Who needs this?

The *best* hot dogs in Terminal 3 of Chicago O’Hare.
You got that right — hot dogs at the Cinnabon in Concourse G. It may be tempting to go to «Gold Coast Dogs», after all, it’s named after hot dogs, but there’s a little deli in this Cinnabon that serves the best hot dogs in Terminal 3. It’s recommended by all the airline employees (2 employees independently recommended this place, and I saw another airline employee buying hot dogs here), so it’s definitely the insider’s choice.
Thick juicy Vienna hot dogs with a bun that doesn’t break apart when you bite into the hot dog. Nothing like the dry char boiled crap that Gold Coast Dogs serves. If you want to try a real Chicago hot dog, mosey on to the Cinnabon in Concourse G.

Coming in from my red eye and waiting for a connecting flight into Indiana… not having brushed my teeth yet (yes I know it’s just too sexy and completely inappropriate to mention, making men swoon left and right, *cue the creepy PMs), they taste oh so amazing, as always– with a bottle of chocolate milk of course. Especially in the early morning hours when I’m still a zombie. After devouring one, I feel no need to be such a bitch in the morning.
I’m coming for you next, IKEA cinnamon rolls. Be forewarned…

For some reason, I only associate Cinnabon with O’Hare Airport. There aren’t many Cinnabons in Chicago, which is the reason why I get a little excited whenever I’m in O’Hare.
Mmm… warm, sweet cinnamon rolls with cream cheese frosting…
They are definitely indulgent, but oh.so.good. Before an early morning flight, when you’re grumpy and still groggy, their cinnamon rolls should do the trick. Or if you’re one of those unfortunate people who get stuck at O’Hare for hours, Cinnabon should ease the pain of that experience. And for those of you who can’t have a whole cinnamon roll (wimps!), they also have Minibons.
You can find Cinnabon in Terminals 1, 2, and 3.