But I should have known that things had taken a negative turn when I stumbled through the cinnamon-hued frame to witness a slovenly dressed couple in blatant ignorance of the ear-rupturing barks produced their two tiny pups tied outside the establishment.
Clearly, some people prioritized their own enjoyment over the sanity of the others.
The second girl seemed equally dioriented and extremely frustrated, just with an ungenuine grin plastered across her face. She forgot orders and customer requests and failed to distinguish between customers' different communication demands (why were you taking to us in Mandarin?); the most aggravating thing was her sheer lack of familiarity with the payment system. Not realizing that it is, in fact, possible to print copies of receipts on an advanced piece of technological equipment isn't a sin, but the blunt reluctance at offering us another solution definitely quantifies one.
I should remark that I have absolute disbelief that the cookies had been made fresh: fishing a silica gel packet from under the bottom-most piece was not pleasant.
It should be noted that the claim of "no lineups" for madeleines and ice cream was a misrepresentation of the actual shop operations. The shop attendants had dared to instruct me to take a spot in the regular line since they could only distribute madeleines following the processing of each batch of cheesecakes (ie. every twelve cakes) Excuse me?!
Old Firehall Confectionery is a staple spot among Markham locals; while social media feeds only expose the most decadent soft serve cones for all to see, the reality was that they carried much more than just frozen, churned milk.
The casual creperie assumes a narrow corner spot on the upper level of the plaza. Plastic renditions of their creations line the single outward-facing glass wall, while the rest of the shop took to adopting chocolate brown walls and almost nonexistent, yellow-tinted lighting.
While I can understand that it requires time to create snap-worthy pieces of artwork, I do not believe that it was necessary to maintain such low levels of efficiency to do so. Additionally, majority of the components had been placed at the top of the crepe, making the bottom section almost void of filling by the time the first half is consumed.
T-Swirl Crepe shall remain on my list for a tad longer, though it's difficult to guarantee a second visit given the amount of effort required to secure a spot and obtain sustenance.