Tim Hortons

"Delicious food as always. No fireplace to create a cozy atmosphere."

"Sometimes you walk in and the staff greets you and other times they don’t. Food and coffee is usually pretty consistent at this location."

"Staff needs to be a little more polite. There has been time where order had to be repeated 4 times, other service is good"

"Great staff and amazing coffee. It was nice to finally go to a time Hortons where our coffee was made correctly for once"

"The Timmy's That Tops Them All! Ah, Tim Horton's—Canada's culinary beacon, a place where doughnuts and coffee reign supreme, and where I, a seasoned connoisseur of the fast-food fine arts, find myself almost religiously after the daily school drop-off ritual with my boys. Now, I've reviewed more Timmy's than I have fingers and toes (which is less than most), but this particular spot? It's the sprinkle on my doughnut, the cream in my coffee, the MVP of my morning routine! Let's set the scene: It’s a typical bustling morning, and here I am, steering my brood into our local Tim Horton's, which I swear must be run by caffeine-fueled wizards or, at the very least, the most organized band of baristas this side of the Niagara Falls. I’ve been coming here long enough that I'm half-expecting a plaque with my name—or at least a dedicated parking spot. But no such luck yet! This specific Timmy's isn't just a stop on the map; it's a beacon of consistency in the unpredictable odyssey of life. Many a time, I've witnessed the tragic comedy of misheard orders at other establishments, where "I said a double-double, not a trouble-trouble!" echoes through the establishment. But not here, oh no. Here, they get it right. Every. Single. Time. It’s like they’ve got some sort of doughnut divination skills. Over the years, I've sampled an impressive array of Timbit varieties, sipped every seasonal beverage (even the ones that made me question the nature of pumpkin spice), and I’ve become something of a local sandwich savant. And yet, despite the culinary roulette I play with each order, my local Timmy’s has maintained an unwavering record of precision. It's as if they've tapped into my very soul, reading my order before it's even whispered at the drive-thru. So, how do they fare on the "Zack's Best of Timmy's" leaderboard? Let’s just say, if I were handing out Timmy’s Trophies, these guys would be lugging home the grand prize. They’ve become such a staple of our daily lives that my boys might start thinking their middle names should’ve been Timbit, Double-Double, and Iced Capp. And let's have a little chuckle at the fact that despite the infinite complexities of my life—as a purveyor of fine advertising, a wrangler of three future gentlemen, and a partner to my better half—my day often hinges on the success of this pivotal morning transaction. It's a good thing then that this Tim Horton's has set the bar, and it's not just over a steaming cup of Joe, it's soaring high above it, with flying colors and a side of honey cruller. In conclusion, this Timmy's isn't just a pit stop—it's a part of the family. A deliciously reliable, heartwarmingly efficient part of our daily escapade. To the team that’s making the magic happen, keep up the extraordinary work. And just so you know, you've officially ruined me for all other Timmy's. How will I ever go back to mere mortal coffee shops after this?"