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Some things just aren't what they used to be.
I grew up in the suburbs east of Toronto where Lick's got its start, so I've always been partial to the chain for sentimental reasons. I even had a stretch where I dined at Lick's almost daily. Needless to say, I was excited to put my hometown favourite up against Toronto's finest burgermongers and see who came out a winner. Lick's, regrettably, took a licking.
I think the whole singing and cheering shtick Lick's was once known for has worn off. When I ordered my Homeburger with cheese combo, the cashier sighed like an exhausted pony being prodded for one more mile before shouting to the kitchen "one and one" (said combo's Lickname). No enthusiasm, and I don't blame her.
It was about 3PM on a Saturday, and the store was not at all busy. Notwithstanding the fact that there were at least three people working and at most eight customers in the store, the dining area was messy. Also, considering it's a burger joint, the napkins were lousy - thin and inabsorbent.
Before I even made it to the dining room, Team Lick's managed to (briefly) mix up my order with that of the woman in front of me. Even worse, the grill-monkey and cashier-doubling-as-dresser were so disorganized that my cooked patty sat, lonely, aside the grill for at least a minute and a half before a third staffer paired it with my dressed-and-waiting bun and sent me on my way.
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