This is a no frills DQ--just a place to stand to give your order, maybe one or two tables, and that's about it. When I ordered, The music was loud and appropriately alternative, most likely channeling The Current. The workers were cleaning stuff up and took a few moments before they noticed me. In the meantime, I noticed that they served personal-sized DQ cakes. This is a magical idea. Keep the gel frosting off it and I'm buying one regularly.
I ordered my usual small cone ($1.69) and watched the server lady make my cone. The cone machine sputtered out white fluff. My cone ended up being the oddest shape:
The Cone Artist asked if I wanted my mal-formed cone or if she could try again. I took the mal-formed cone because it was funny looking and wanted to take a picture. It was a pretty bad cone--too fluffy. In talking to my father about my reviews, he said he doesn't like when the ice cream doesn't seem cold--that's what was going on here. There was not enough moisture content for the appropriate chill. I don't know why this happens, but I'd prefer it didn't.
Still, If I were a U of M student, I'd give them a second chance to do things right.
Small vanilla cone: $1.69