wtaf.
I was craving a snow cone, and my trusty Yelp app found this place nearby.
We were eventually able to find the kid that was working behind the counter, I asked if they sold snow cones, he said yes.
From there it felt like I was interrogating him in order to find out more .. I asked what flavors and he pointed to a huge wall of bottles, how the hell I was supposed to determine what flavors they were is beyond me. I was eventually able to find a piece of cardboard on the counter that listed the flavors.
We picked and he started snow-coning.
When he was done he offered us sample spoons smaller than my pinkie, from a dirty styrofoam cup - and said they ran out of spoons and his manager told him to have people go to the burger joint next door and ask for a spoon.
The hell? I'm not going to go into someone else's business and ask for a spoon because your manager can't cough up $10 and go to Costco.
As for the snow-cone, they need to shave the ice finer.. that way I don't feel like I am eating crushed ice and syrup.