McDonald's Menu Prices at 412 W Main St ★3.6 (1390)

I’d review the food but I can’t since I never received it. Ordered McDelivery and it arrived faster than usual. Opened the door to see a small bag and nothing else. Of the close to $30 of food we ordered, only a medium Diet Coke had been delivered. I called and it took an hour AND lots of talking before I could get refunded for the food I DID NOT RECEIVE. I was offered a partial refund (around 65% of the cost) and was baffled. That would have been the most expensive Diet Coke ever! Customer service was extremely rude- definitely a call center in a different country. No emotion. No morals. Just reading off a script. Finally talked to a supervisor and got a full refund. The main issue is the order was placed through the McDonalds app but they outsource to DoorDash. Because of this partnership, neither take accountability and just out a finger at the other. I called this place up after to let them know the dilemma and they explained the Dasher was in a hurry and refused to wait for the second bag. Unreal. Was offered the food if I came in and picked it up but at that point what was the point of “McDelivering” it. Such a waste of time and a beyond frustrating experience. McDonald’s quality control has been some of the worst I’ve ever seen lately. Wasn’t even going to write this review until I tried McDelivery one more time a week later (today) and got 40 nuggets but they FORGOT THE SAUCE! Already at 2 Strikes for my baseball fans. I’m livid to say the least. Avoid this location until some serious changes are made in regard to QC.

Drive thru line not moving at all. Longest I have ever had to sit in a McD’s drive-thru.

Went through the drive-through ordered a quarter pounder with cheese french fries four piece nugget. The lady told me to wait on parking too went there parked way to 20 minutes for my meal. I got it came home opened it quarter pounder was wrong cold french fries were soggy and oily. It was horrible if I was out next McDonald’s I would’ve went back in through the bag at her and told her to give me my money back $14. Cold and raw never ever will I go there never will. I recommend anybody McDonald’s has fallen apart.

An Exercise in Flawless Execution I find myself at a McDonald’s. The exterior is a study in brutalist efficiency; red tile and yellow arches, a beacon of standardized consumption in the Connecticut dusk. It is… clean. Not in the way a surgeon’s theater is clean, but in the way a data center is clean. Devoid of organic unpredictability. I ordered the Number One. The Big Mac. The nomenclature is… direct. Honest. There is no pretense of artisanal craft here. Only the sublime perfection of the replicated process. The young man at the register—his name tag read “Brendan”—recited the script with the vacant, glassy-eyed focus of a seasoned cult member. I found it… reassuring. The product is delivered in 237 seconds. The timing is… impeccable. The fries are a uniform, pale gold. Each one is a perfect, identical extrusion. They are salted with a ruthless, machined consistency. There is no artisanal sea salt here. No truffle oil. This is the salt of industry. Of scale. It is the flavor of pure, unadulterated output. The Big Mac. The architecture is… profound. Three sesame seed buns—their seeds applied with a stochastic, yet somehow uniform, pattern—acting as the load-bearing walls for two 1.6 oz beef patties. The patties are thin, possessing the precise grill-mark hieroglyphics of a million identical siblings. They are not “cooked”; they are thermally processed. It is a triumph of logistics over cuisine. The special sauce. This is the key. The proprietary algorithm. It is a tangy, emulsified vector of flavor that exists to mask any potential deviation, any fleeting hint of individuality the beef might foolishly attempt to assert. It is the taste of the brand’s absolute victory over nature. The shredded lettuce and plastic cheese are mere set dressing. A pantomime of nourishment. I consume it. It is not “good” in the way a seared foie gras at Dorsia is good. It is something far more pure. It is effective. It is the nutritional equivalent of a leveraged buyout. Hostile, efficient, and utterly satisfying in its cold, corporate finality. This is not food. It is a commodity. And it is the most honest thing I have consumed all week. I feel a profound sense of calm. Of order. Now, if you’ll excuse me. I need to use the facilities. I hope the soap is also dispensed by a proprietary, pre-measured system.

I go to this McDonald’s every single day and it’s the same problem… They do not take the people in the drive-through in order that they were there… There has to be some better way! In addition, trying to call and I had four people hang up on me each time.. Not a great Way to run a business