We made the dreaded two hour plus trip to Harrisonburg for a partial college dorm move-out. Not thrilled about the way we were to spend our Sunday; we decided to head to Jack Brown's for brunch. On one of our previous visits here we arrived later on a Sunday afternoon only to find the restaurant quite empty and the wait staff not up to par-as if they were hung-over or just woke up. Now, after our Sunday brunch experience, it all makes sense. The wait staff that day were more than likely completely exhausted from the three hour brunch frenzy. The Sunday brunch runs from 11 am-2 pm. We arrived at 11:18am and were fortunate enough to find two of five remaining bar seats. Within another five minutes that place was filled and it was then SRO. We were quickly greeted upon arrival by a smiling female server. My husband placed his order and we ordered some menu items to sample at home. We were two of five people who seemed to be over the age of 45 in this hip establishment. Mick Jagger's vocals were barely audible over the roar of the college-aged crowd's voices. I had to wonder how many of these young people had been up all night or were hung-over and if so, how did they tolerate the noise level? It didn't take long for my husband's order to arrive. He chose the BJ's breakfast sliders, both on biscuits-one a country-fried chicken breast and the other country sausage patty. The sliders combo came served atop what they label as hash browns, but they were small potato cubes browned. No grease and tasty, though my husband said the country sausage patty was a better combination with the fried egg and cheese than the chicken. By this point, the place was a zoo. The servers were moving non-stop pouring drinks, taking orders and serving food. I could see the kitchen window filled with orders and cooks hustling. I always check my takeout orders before heading out the door and had I not, when I arrived home two hours later I would have been extremely upset. The chicken and waffles Benedict was not in the bag. I got the server's attention and she immediately went to the kitchen to get them to prepare it. Upon further inspection, my one slider that was to be served on a cinnamon ‘n sugar waffle, was on a biscuit. We got another server to correct that and asked for some forgotten syrup. The chicken and waffles Benedict came out with hot sauce. I had to let them know that the Hollandaise sauce was missing. Our two servers did their best to remedy the negative situation and continued to smile and remain calm throughout it all. We finally got the order perfect and headed out. Arriving at home, the chicken & waffles Benedict looked pitiful when I opened the box. I expected all components to be topped with the egg and Hollandaise sauce. Looks were deceiving, as it turned out to be the best choice. The moist, bacon filled waffles; the runny egg and the perfectly seasoned tender chicken breast all drizzled in syrup were just the ticket for a brunch meal. I skipped the Hollandaise sauce as it had thickened and didn’t look so good. A disappointment was the country fried chicken breast on the cinnamon ‘n sugar waffle slider; a nasty combo of cheese, egg, chicken and an overwhelming taste of cinnamon minus any sweetness of sugar. This was a complete dud. The country ham slider was good, but average; nothing unique about it. My husband also got the very tasty Zoe; country-fried chicken with sausage gravy topped with melted cheese and a fried egg all on a huge homemade biscuit. With $1.50 Mimosas and good brunch grub it’s no wonder this place packs them in on a Sunday.
Own or manage this property? Claim your listing for free to respond to reviews, update your profile and much more.