A clean, comfortable, modern store with a typical Hippo set of products. But, it is in this store that the pizza is very tasty (respect to the pizzeria!). Which I wanted to pick up on Friday evening. But, disappointment awaited here. She was not there at the most "moving" time... I turned to the information center to understand what happened and whether it is possible to count on a treat. They were responsive and recruited the head of the joint venture. And here was a surprise ... This head CONVEYED that pizzas are made before 19.00, and refused to communicate further personally. All I wanted to say then was that it would be good to put up some kind of sign with information about the nuances of the department's working hours. Now I want to say what is the attitude towards people... Well, it's just piggishness, because of which you don't want to return to this store for anything anymore. The subordinates of this would-be manager can only sympathize, we can only guess how he behaves with them if he allows himself such an approach to clients. Hang in there, guys... or maybe you shouldn't hold on. They will buy good pizza everywhere!
The store seems to be located in a convenient location, very close to the subway and on the way from work you could go for groceries, BUT this store has a huge problem with fresh bread. There's not much that sellers don't know about the assortment, and the price tags don't match the names, but there's also bread that can be used to hammer nails (own production). Pack in foil / bags, it will probably help at least partially solve these problems.
In this Hippo, our own production (ready meals) is frankly lame. Once I took a liver cake, and there was no smell of liver, there really was a porridge with vegetables. 02/05/25 I bought a herring under my fur coat, at home I smelled everything awesome - the herring stank of rotten meat. I took her back to return it, and the receptionist told me that in her opinion it was such a herring ambassador. I offered her to eat it, but she refused. After I offered to take the salad down the street to the sanitation station, she did me a favor and agreed to a refund. Lazy cabbage rolls were bought along with the fur coat, while I was driving, the child ate alone, and when I returned, I ate alone, after which I forced the child to eat activated charcoal. They have a frankly incomprehensible taste this time.
In addition, a hair about twenty centimeters long was taken out of one of them.
As long as the store is open, and pizza has not been bought once, we arrive around 20. In the evenings, there is often one seller for fresh meat and for their own production.
A photo of the "liver" cake, taken on 07.12.24, is attached.