Noodles & Company

I regularly spend about $45 at noodles twice a week. The people who work at this location either don't pay attention to corporate, or it's an extremely poor reflection of corporate aptitude. Hours are not consistent and closes early more frequently than is excusable for any reason, economically speaking; with a sign on the door saying short staffed (at least the past 5 weekends). Routinely fails to be accurate with orders in person and through delivery. Corporate, if you're going to defend this location for the posted reasoning, either hire people or close. Stop false advertising your hours because you are not only losing potential business by being closed, you are losing return and familiar business due to the hassle. Overall, the decline at this place is unbelievable. I would be embarrassed if I was regional manager of this location. Full stop embarrassed with a drinking problem.

I really wasn't that impressed. I've been waiting for this location to open back up because it's closest to my house. Unfortunately, their version of "double protein," and "double sauce" were completely unconvincing. The staff just seemed to be waiting for me to leave instead of being, at least, cordial. We dined on the small, front patio, which was alright. The quality of the food was beyond reproach, I was just a bit sad the quantity had to suffer.

The gentleman that took our order was a lovely cheerful chap. Not sure if one of pur dishes had sauce on it or not but happily gave us some when we asked. Both of our dishes were delicious. The parmesan chicken was seasoned wonderfully. We will definitely come back to eat. However, the restroom was in dire straights for attention. The garbage was overflowing, the toilet paper had fallen on the floor and unraveled its self on its adventure across the room. The toilet paper holder was empty. The baby changing station was open and had smears of a brown mystery substance spread finely across it. The best part of our dining experience was saved for last being the enormous glob of what apeared to be wet toilet paper encompassing the door knob which left me several choices; risk touching the bacteria filled glob, risk touching the toilet paper that had rolled across the floor or third, the option I went for. Say a prayer and touch the beyond vile door and then make a mad dash for my purse at the table which had hand sanitizer in it.