Stephanie R
Google
This review is solely based on the encounter with who appeared to be the manager, named Elvis. My sister and I grabbed seats inside the Citizens Market after getting some food from Daily Provisions in the same plaza. Unfortunately, they had forgotten to give us forks, so my sister went over to the first shop to ask for forks politely. However, Elvis must have been having a bad day because he snapped at my sister, telling her to bring her own next time. I then went over because he called me back to grab the forks, and he told me the same thing in the same aggressive tone. I declined his offer of forks and went over to Plant Nation, who had no issue giving us forks. To Elvis, be kind! Not bitter. The world needs more good than bad.