Javier's Diner — Restaurant in Denver

BLACKMAILED 😞 Not only are we getting a lawyer but I just had to leave this review as well, because it is well deserved.

Today my gf and I sat down and tried the chips and guac - we were not satisfied with it and quickly notified the servers of this (and the salsa was bad too), so we told them to just take it back. We then decided to try the fajitas. Same story. Worst fajitas I've had.

After being disappointed with both the guacamole, salsa, and the fajitas, we felt like we were in an awkward position when at first they still tried to charge us for the food that we only ate a few bites of. Finally, after 3 different servers visited our table about the situation, we were told that the manager would be out to speak with us about our experience, the server that told us that came back later and said the manager was too busy and that we were free to leave and didn't owe anything. So we still tipped the server for her time and went home and everything was okay, we were treated nicely by the staff although there seemed to be a lot of miscommunication between them.

When we got home we realized my girlfriend left her phone at the table we sat at. We then called to which one of the cooks answered and after explaining we left our phone he said "oh are you guys the ones that didn't pay?" To which we replied "yes", he then said "okay - you can have your phone back when you pay, see you soon" 😮

When we arrived at Javier's to pick up our phone we couldn't believe how hard of a time they gave us before we got it back, luckily the server who we tipped was there to explain that we were told we didn't have to pay and we got her phone back.

This is a terribly run establishment with food that isn't good. Don't waste your time and definitely don't forget your phone if you do end up not having to pay for your food because you weren't...

You don’t just eat at Javier’s Diner. You surrender to it.

The Chef’s Breakfast Special arrives like a back-alley handshake from God himself — eggs cooked with purpose, bacon crisp enough to cut glass, and a stack of pancakes that could double as flotation devices in the event of a hangover-related emergency. I sat down expecting nourishment. What I got was redemption on a plate.

This is no antiseptic brunch lab. Javier’s is a real-deal American breakfast joint where the coffee comes hot and black, the waitstaff move with purpose, and the whole place hums with the righteous energy of short-order chaos and early-morning truth. Somewhere between the perfectly seasoned potatoes and the buttery toast, I caught myself grinning like a man who’d just outrun a speeding ticket.

And the Chef? Whoever he is, he’s a sorcerer in whites. A mad alchemist with a flat-top grill. Give him eggs and he gives you something better than religion.

Five stars. No notes. Javier’s is the breakfast holy land — greasy, glorious, and absolutely worth...

The quality of the food was very poor. My nephew ordered a chicken and waffles. He received an old and dry chicken legs that needed a knife to cut off the extremely dry chicken. My mother ordered chilaquiles and all I can say was wow!! They offered green or red sauce for them. She went with green and let me tell you about the surprise we got when we received chips with green chili and cheese on them. I ordered a country fried steak.... I was very disappointed with it. It looked like a store bought small piece of chicken in a tub full of gravy. Oh and let me tell you about our "hash brown" it was a few slices of potato and under then a full half of a potato 7n cut or anything. I was very disappointed coming back here after a couple of years. Definitely will not be back...