One of the biggest misnomers since Rhode Island [or Monster Island from the Simpsons], there is absolutely nothing 'Cyber' about this place. As you can see from the picture, it's a nice looking stand, with little technical influence.
I've only gotten one thing from here, three times. Frappes.
Frappes are like these homemade Icee / Slushee concoctions, using fresh fruit and your choice of splenda, brown sugar or regular old, delicious, ever so unhealthy white cane sugar. Sometimes if they run out of fruit, they'll use syrup.
Just ask what fruit they have in stock.
Last time there I got a grape frappe...you could see the grape skins still in the blend...oh so tasty. The Ms. got an Oreo frappe, with whipped cream, not quite as heavy as an Oreo shake, but super delicious.
Why the one star missing? Despite it's great location, and ample seating [located in the town plaza] the women who work there apparently also man the bar in Downtown Hell [No Brad Nowell / Sublime]. I know prisoners in the hole who get friendlier service. read more