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| - For a gimmick eatery it's not as bad as you might think. The Yelp questionnaire says Good for Brunch, Lunch, etc. Claim Jumper is not good for anything. It's a place to take people whose gustatory senses have never been awakened. If you grew up on pop tarts, mac & cheese and chicken tenders, Olive Garden, Applebee's, Chili's, Cheesecake Factory and Claim Jumper are your kind of place.
Why "claim jumper"? There's a fake gold mine wagon out front to tie in with the spurious "concept." The interior is more like a ski lodge than anything to do with Old West mining settlements.
I wonder how Native Americans like eating at Claim Jumper. Their forebears were forced off their land by murderous '49ers.
I'm sure most patrons know of the '49ers only as a football team and are likely clueless what the Gold Rush was. "Motherlode," as in Chocolate Motherlode Cake will have no meaning for them. It could explain why so many call it Claim "Jumper's."
The music system sounds like a radio station that's only half tuned in. Tinny tunes blare over cheap speakers, setting your nerves on edge before your drinks even come.
We were treated to a steady blast of hot air from an overhead vent. It was 80 degrees out. Why would they run the heat on a warm day? Company policy I'm sure.
You couldn't ask for a nicer server than Dominica. A perfect angel. She refilled our Arnold Palmers for nothing. She wears a rock that's worth probably a year's pay for me. The bill does the math for you: A 20% tip, calculated before taxes. Kudos to Claim Jumper for getting that right!
While we waited an inordinately long time for our order (it was mid-afternoon) we were treated to complimentary cheese bread, like angel food cake with cheese flavored icing. We know not to expect this type of eatery to give away anything of value.
I had a "widow maker" cheeseburger for $14. Not bad. 1371 calories, 2732 mg of sodium. What is that, a tablespoon of salt?
I'm glad I went for the tasty Thai slaw instead of shoestring fries. Lucinda was happy with her burger. Dani had a child's meal of mac & cheese while finicky Sandy barely touched his bowtie pasta.
The portions are not huge. Maybe that's a dinner feature. Gluttonous portions are just a gimmick to divert attention from mediocre fare.
It was Dani's birthday. We like Dani so we eschewed the cringeworthy forced celebration by restaurant staff. How sad to recruit strangers to sing "Happy Birthday" for you. Kinda like a Jumbotron proposal.
Note: I saw Jerika's review about a "booger" on a spoon. I wasn't going to mention it but I had to ditch my place setting and grab one from a nearby table. The napkin had unidentified debris stuck to it. The knife had a particle of baked-on food. Soiled linen and cutlery and leaving the heat running are sure signs this establishment suffers from poor attention to detail.
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