I feel like finding a gf hot dog bun here is like getting a golden ticket. I keep hearing about them, but the place that’s supposed to have them is always out; at least within the first few minutes of the gates being open. I was sent on a wild goose chase to find them. Plus whether or not you have a server who cares if you get sick or not enough to change their gloves and be careful is like finding a golden ticket too. It happens, but you are VERY lucky if it does.
— Not at all
— Not Much/None