Not sure why, but the aroma a cinnamon is so intoxicating to me that I can not help but run to the Cinnabon to order one. If my family is with me, I try to convince them that the cinnamon is not as good as it smells. When they ask for a little bite, yeah a little bite, I tell them that sharing is not an option. Then after all the crying and I wipe my tears, I get the leftover piece that they somehow missed. On Cinnabon. The service and price doesn't really matter here. It's a Cinnabon!