Claim Jumper Chicken and Biscuits
Price: $13.50
Rating: *** / *****
That's a half portion. I was afraid that there wouldn't be enough food.
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I was afraid that there wouldn't be enough food.
Claim Jumper doesn't list nutritional information on their website. Do you want to know why? Because we haven't invented numbers that go that high. It's funny that people sue McDonalds for making them fat when reputable sit-down restaurants give you the same thing with five times the portions. Well I'm suing Claim Jumper for making me fat! But I can't complain too much, I don't go to Claim Jumper for diet food. Actually, I don't go anywhere for diet food, but especially not Claim Jumper.
I went with a few hungry friends and was eager to eat since we were having a relatively late lunch. Almost everything on the menu looked good, so the waiter passed by around three times to see if I would ever decide on what to get. Finally, he offered me some recommendations.
"...well, what I like is the Pot Roast, that's really good. My personal favorite is the Chicken and Biscuits, we do it fried southern style. It’s the best. The meatloaf is awesome, we serve it with the mashed potatoes. Uhh...the roast chicken's good, the salmon comes out great. My favorite appetizer is the southwestern rolls. The crab cake is out of this world, you can probably eat that as an entree..."
I looked down at my cell phone and sent a few text messages out. A decent amount of time passed.
"...uhh, the ribs will melt in your mouth. If you want, we have lots of cuts of steak cut fresh right here..."
Holy shit, dude, you just recited the entire menu! That's not a recommendation, that's a soliloquy. He seemed like a nice guy, I couldn’t blame him for trying. I remember him saying his favorite was chicken and biscuits, so I went for that.
Here's the meal: a giant deep fried chicken breast, two biscuits bigger than your fist, a mound of smashed potatoes, and enough country gravy to drown a small child. It also comes with half a cup of butter...you know, for dipping or something if you were planning to commit suicide. The green you see on the plate is the garnish.
The chicken was pretty damn good - juicy, crispy, and drowning in a decadent and thick gravy. This was excellent. The biscuits were unusually sweet and didn’t have that melt-in-your-mouth texture that I would expect. Dare I say...a little tough? Not enough lard or too much kneading, I'd say. The potatoes were smashed skin-on and apparently had cream added to them. I thought it tasted okay, but I must point out that it was rather gummy tasting and that the texture really detracted from the meal.
The meal ended up being nearly 20 dollars after the drink and tip, which is way too much for a rustic meal such as this. The chicken was good, but not good enough to make me break the bank. I'm not sure what a Claim Jumper is exactly, but their claim to fame is apparently quantity over quality.
Rating: *** / *****
That's a half portion. I was afraid that there wouldn't be enough food.
...
I was afraid that there wouldn't be enough food.
Claim Jumper doesn't list nutritional information on their website. Do you want to know why? Because we haven't invented numbers that go that high. It's funny that people sue McDonalds for making them fat when reputable sit-down restaurants give you the same thing with five times the portions. Well I'm suing Claim Jumper for making me fat! But I can't complain too much, I don't go to Claim Jumper for diet food. Actually, I don't go anywhere for diet food, but especially not Claim Jumper.
I went with a few hungry friends and was eager to eat since we were having a relatively late lunch. Almost everything on the menu looked good, so the waiter passed by around three times to see if I would ever decide on what to get. Finally, he offered me some recommendations.
"...well, what I like is the Pot Roast, that's really good. My personal favorite is the Chicken and Biscuits, we do it fried southern style. It’s the best. The meatloaf is awesome, we serve it with the mashed potatoes. Uhh...the roast chicken's good, the salmon comes out great. My favorite appetizer is the southwestern rolls. The crab cake is out of this world, you can probably eat that as an entree..."
I looked down at my cell phone and sent a few text messages out. A decent amount of time passed.
"...uhh, the ribs will melt in your mouth. If you want, we have lots of cuts of steak cut fresh right here..."
Holy shit, dude, you just recited the entire menu! That's not a recommendation, that's a soliloquy. He seemed like a nice guy, I couldn’t blame him for trying. I remember him saying his favorite was chicken and biscuits, so I went for that.
Here's the meal: a giant deep fried chicken breast, two biscuits bigger than your fist, a mound of smashed potatoes, and enough country gravy to drown a small child. It also comes with half a cup of butter...you know, for dipping or something if you were planning to commit suicide. The green you see on the plate is the garnish.
The chicken was pretty damn good - juicy, crispy, and drowning in a decadent and thick gravy. This was excellent. The biscuits were unusually sweet and didn’t have that melt-in-your-mouth texture that I would expect. Dare I say...a little tough? Not enough lard or too much kneading, I'd say. The potatoes were smashed skin-on and apparently had cream added to them. I thought it tasted okay, but I must point out that it was rather gummy tasting and that the texture really detracted from the meal.
The meal ended up being nearly 20 dollars after the drink and tip, which is way too much for a rustic meal such as this. The chicken was good, but not good enough to make me break the bank. I'm not sure what a Claim Jumper is exactly, but their claim to fame is apparently quantity over quality.