Everything I buy 'food wise' tastes like cardboard, mainly because for the last seven months I have been visiting my hubby at Halifax Royal hospital, they make a verity of sandwiches 'hot and cold' but when you are run down and in pain, all you need to buck you up is a smile. The woman who makes the hot sandwiches never EVER cracks a smile and when you pay her after a snappy that wil be X amount, you feel like you want to crawl under a stone. I always end up leaving the said sandwich as I feel so low. How the hell can that woman live with herself knowing that a lot of her customers are hospital visitors who have family members that are critically ill? FACE LIKE A FROZEN DUCK is all I can say. I would rather starve than go there again. read more