Oh how my eyes lit up when I saw a Great Harvest in my neighborhood when I first moved here. There was one back in my hometown and that place was always loaded! Most days you couldn't even get into the bakery. It was that good.
Even though this place is a franchise(I have some mixed contempt for any business that has more than three locations, local or national), I expected to still have access to all my favorite glorious calorie burdened breads. But I found not all choices are available by location. Darn. Alright, I can live with that. What was available on the menu didn't always translate to the shelves however... No matter the hour. Practically every time I went in, whatever the day or time, what was available on their calendar that I particularly wanted they either had not made yet, had sold out or not going to make anymore batches. Way to pop my balloon. I feel like that little kid on Despicable Me with the ice cream each time I go in. My mood especially regresses with the service. It's usually young employees, but I would think young employees would be just a teeeeny bit more chipper. As if I wasn't disappointed enough to walk out with an alternative choice, the feeling of being helped by unenthusiastic workers just don't make me excited to come back. But I still will. There's no bakery closer to home for me and despite the disappointments and service, what baked goods I do get will still be reason enough to come.