McDonald’s

It’s a McDonald’s. I’m not sure any McDonald’s would warrant more than three stars. You all know what sort of food you can get here. The staff are all nice enough. Nobody is falling over themselves to offer the best customer service that can be offered, but equally nobody is rude. Everything always seems as clean as you’d expect it to be. When the Big Mac craving hits, this place is fine.

Fat food. But great coffee.

This ‘restaurant’ recently made it into the local news as it was targeted by a thief on a pushbike who was dressed in a pink camouflage print suit. He got away. The son of Kevin Kennedy (Curly Watts from Corrie) was also jailed for robbing an employee at gunpoint.
But despite this bad press you think you’d at least be able to get some of the standard offerings that this fast-​food giant generally serves? Apparently not. On a hot summer’s afternoon myself and a friend popped in after a walk along the Mersey. We tried to order a McFlurry and were told they had none. We tried to order an ice cream sundae and they also had none.
On a different occasion I ordered a Filet O’Fish, which they said they’d bring over. It was pretty quiet in there but they still managed to forget me.
Compared to other McDonald’s in Manchester, I would say this is one of the worst. It gives the impression of being a little bit old and grubby, and the scallies who congregate on the picnic benches at the front of the restaurant don’t do much for its appeal either.