My husband and I stopped by for Peanut Butter Cup sundaes. We each picked a different flavor ice cream for it. The girl at the counter seemed confused just by that. She went off to make them and five minutes later she came back with just mine. Why did it take so long to make one sundae? She went off to make my husband's but came back a moment later because she forgot what she was getting. Since it was 85 degrees out I started on mine before it melted. Another five minutes goes by and she comes back with the wrong sundae. She added some peanut butter sauce after I complained but no peanut butter cup pieces. By now we just wanted to leave. He ate his entire sundae in the time it took her to figure out how to ring up the order. I know these are summer jobs for teens, but maybe take more time to train them. At least it tasted good.