Long-running chain serving signature breakfast items & a variety of coffee drinks. Based on 121 reviews, the restaurant has received a rating of 3.5 stars. Price $
✔️ Dine-in ✔️ Takeout ✔️ Delivery
Address:
51 E Park Ave, Long Beach, NY 11561
Phone: (516) 897-2538
Hours
| Tuesday | 5 AM–7 PM |
| Wednesday | 5 AM–7 PM |
| Thursday | 5 AM–7 PM |
| Friday | 5 AM–7 PM |
| Saturday | 5 AM–7 PM |
| Sunday | 5 AM–7 PM |
| Monday | 5 AM–7 PM |
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Reviews
Danny Kwak
Terribly slow service.
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Don Frank
This DD is located in a dirty corner of the Stop and Shop strip mall, in the spot where the wind deposits all the trash that blows around the parking lot. The storefront entrance is situated exactly where you would think there should be a dumpster, and indeed, as if in anticipation for the dumpster-to-come, homeless “single ladies” and more traditional Winos and Bums congregate there throughout the day. But it’s inside the bus-station-level-filthy, steamy, urine-stinking shop that the real party is taking place. Many of the reviews for this place on Google complain about the terrible wait caused by low-staffing, but I have to tell you that it’s not the lack of staff, but the quality of the staff and “manager” which are the problem. When I went in the establishment, there were two girls in their early teens behind the counter, wearing what looked like handkerchiefs and cloth diapers, arguing over which of them would get the last piece of a Subway sandwich–a Subway shop run by the Department of Corrections is just a few doors down. There was an elderly man in a Dunkin’ uniform who was either sleeping or dead-drunk in a chair by the restroom. The person who I thought was the manager stood near the back of the store, motionless and gazing at me without blinking. He was tall, gaunt, and trembling; When he got closer, I was repelled by the sour-spit scent of protracted dry-heaving. He was wearing a dirty tracksuit but had a name tag on that said TIM–but it was a name tag for Outback. I asked him if I could have a blueberry doughnut and a “coffee regular.” Tim shook his head, paced up and down for a moment, knocked on the bathroom door, and then started shoving the old man. The old guy shrugged forward just long enough to drool a mouthful and then flop back into the corner. Then Tim walked back behind the counter and began scanning the tiny selection of wet, greasy, age-crusted batter-lumps. There was obviously no blueberry doughnut, but Tim kept looking, repeatedly pausing to pick up-finger-and put down again a sad Boston Cream doughnut like it was a conjugal visit at Riker’s Island, and then he shouted something unintelligible at the girls–maybe “How from a widget make a butter”–maybe? One girl suddenly snatched the Subway chunk and ran for the front door, ferociously chewing it while she ran, and the other girl stamped her feet and started shouting and crying and (not sure why) pointing to a large, knotted burlap sack laying along the far wall. Tim stamped his feet too and slammed his hands down on the register, shouting at me: “Pop a wanna mummy dope!”–I think? Suddenly the toilet in the restroom flushed thunderously, the door rattled, banged, and then swung open–smashing the old man into his corner–and a tall, heavyset man in a Radio Shack uniform (aren’t they out of business) lurched into the room, sweating profusely while trying to buckle up his pants. “No break! Not a single break!” he screamed. Then “Where’s damn Melvin?” “Where’s that damn Subway?” shouted the old man from behind the door. There was a moment of pregnant silence as the Radio Shack guy looked around the shop for where the voice came from, then directly at me, as if I had done something wrong, Tim slowly covered his face with his hands and sank into a deep squat posture behind the counter. I heard his knees crack. I think he might have been praying. Then I noticed that the burlap bag was moving ever so slightly. A puddle of yellowish liquor was forming beneath it. That’s why I go to the Dough Hut instead; they have excellent doughnuts and coffee. No blueberry doughnuts, though.
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Sean Tierney
worst experience in a dunkin donuts ever, employee was so disrespectful I regret not walking out. after I tasted my drink I was mad that I paid money for this, zero stars
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David Harripersad
Horrible . Ordered a Box of Joe , stood there waiting to see one person on their phone and the other making himself a coffee. Few minutes passed and I asked if my stuff was ready just to hear him ask “what’s your order “ and the other literally right after they clearly heard me talking to the first person just to say “are you waiting for something”. This place is run by lazy kids
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Doka Vulaj
The worst place I see.
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Sherese Roberson
This place was very welcoming early in the morning. All staff seem to be friendly to one another and to their clients. And above all, My breakfast sandwich was fresh and hot. I really had a great experience at this Dunkin Donuts!!
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Vulkaya A
This has to be the worst Dunkin of all Dunkins. They never make my order right, if they even have basic things in stock. This place is not okay. I don’t know what’s going on here. It’s a constant disaster and panic. I don’t even like Starbucks and I have started going there instead because this Dunkin is a hot mess.
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Avalon Nielsen
DONT MOBILE ORDER FROM THIS DUNKIN. They’re always out of stock and then you need to call corporate for a refund.
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Farhens Lauriston
I’ve ordered from here several time and I give them a chance several time today took the cake I placed an order the driver gets there to tell me they don’t have any food just drinks and donuts. Why didn’t anyone of the employees just cancel the order instead of waiting for the driver to get there to call me everything I order from here food is missing or they don’t have anything I order or they send me the wrong order they need a new manager over there to correct these issues
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Bunty Barton
Ran out of food. The young man gave us a cappuccino with no coffee lol?? Staff struggling. Only two on, and they’re not coping. The poor lady is doing her best.
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