The Honey Baked Ham Company — Restaurant in Birmingham

I recently visited the Honey Baked Ham and noticed a charity organization collecting donations outside the entrance. They seemed to have all the necessary permits and requirements in place, and their presence was non-intrusive to the shopping experience. However, I was disappointed to learn that someone from this businesses called the police and attempted to get the individuals from the charity trespassed.

People from the community shop here, I believe it is important for local businesses to support and collaborate with community organizations, especially those that contribute positively to the community. While I understand that businesses may have concerns, addressing these issues in a respectful and open manner would have been more appropriate, than involving the police.

In the future, I hope that the Honey Baked Ham can work together with local organizations to create a supportive and welcoming environment for all visitors and community members. This experience has left me with a negative impression of the business involved, and I hope they will consider a more cooperative approach...

I went into the Crestwood Blvd store traveling from Atlanta. The rude cashier in which I overlooked was Faith. That should have been a warning. Purchased 1lb ham slices on 11/26 for today 11/28 and opened the $18.01marked package and I was sold ham pieces. No slices and no honey trim. Total ham shaving that you get from the end of the ham bone. So disappointing! The Crestwood Blvd store ripped me off! I am livid! Too much money to pay for such dishonest service.

Update: I responded to Alayna's request to make contact. I have sent two emails and received no reply. This is just bad business. I thought the initial feedback from the business owner was sincere but now I realize it wasn't. So disappointed to know Honeybake doesn't care about providing customer...

Was at the shuttle place next door, got thirsty and went over for something to drink. Was having an awful day trying to get back home to Austin when the server there without knowing a thing about me said no charge to an ice tea a d God bless me which almost brought tears to my eyes as I walked out with my mouth open. The two weeks I'd been there visiting my dying mom, knowing it was the last time I'd see her alive, I hadn't met anyone so nice and wasn't after the dollar. Thank you Honey Baked Hams for restoring my faith in humanity and reminding me...