Cactus Jacks Moab — Restaurant in Moab

Before leaving Moab for more adventures across Utah, the Fat Man and his wife stopped for breakfast at Cactus Jacks Moab. Cactus Jacks is an easygoing all-day operation spotlighting traditional comfort food, from pancakes to steaks.

I wanted to try Fry Bread, a native American dish. The bread was a little dense, with some sweetness from the bread and the powdered sugar, while being airy and having a good chew. I could taste the oil, but it was not overwhelming. The texture was unique, like a combined funnel cake and pita bread.

My wife tried the French Toast Breakfast with scrambled eggs and sausage links. The eggs were fluffy and cooked well. The sausage had an excellent salt level and a great snap in the casing. The Texas toast was coated in crushed Frosted Flakes and fried to a great golden brown with a good sweetness and texture. It offered a good chew and flavor. The syrup was out of a bottle.

I had the Green-Chili-Quiles made with tortilla chips, green chili, two over-easy eggs, lime crema, pico, queso fresco, and chorizo. The tortilla chips tasted like they were made in-house, with good crunch, texture, and puffiness. The egg is perfect over easy, with great yolk for creaminess and texture. The chorizo had a good flavor with subtle heat. The pico added some freshness to the dish, while the crema had a cooling effect. The queso adds some salty flavor to the dish. The green chili is coated well on the chips, with good flavor and minimal heat. The problem that I had with the dish was that it was cold. The eggs give it some warmth, but overall, the entire dish was cold, as if it had sat waiting for the other items of the order. This made it very hard for me to eat and enjoy what could have been a great dish.

Cactus Jacks offers several options with breakfast plates, omelets, griddle options, salads, and a full lunch menu. They have a full bar, draft and canned beer, and soda and coffee options. The wait staff was excellent and helpful. The Fat Man says Cactus Jacks Moab is Fat Man Approved...

The good reviews of this establishment are severely misleading let's start with that. We were seated at long community style table our waitress who's name i didn't catch took our drink order and returned fairly promptly. The next interaction with her took a few minutes which is completely understandable upon which we ordered and she left. We received our appetizer and it was ok and shockingly the best this we received. Now onto the meals we ordered two different kinds of burgers and fries both were dry as the sand we just hiked on all morning and that's saying alot because mine was covered in chili and still somehow dry. The fries were honestly the best part of the combo and as I'm writing this my wife tells me she found a hair in hers and didn't tell me because she knew I'd have been livid and we honestly wouldn't have paid for this meal had i known this. So now let's circle back to our server.....we haven't seen her since she took our order because somone else brought our food out. She finally shows up with the check and walks off we sat there waiting for her to return but she was busy talking to her friends in another booth another couple was now seated next to us and we had time to have an entire conversation about what the better places to eat were in town and what's best on their respective menus. The very nice couple tell us we can pay up front so we leave and try to pay at the counter only to be told no and they go track our waitress down finally. For almost 50 bucks for 2 horrible burgers and an appetizer I'd rather have went to wendys and I'd suggest...

Cactus Jack’s Chicken Benedict: A Breakfast So Good, It’ll Ruin All Other Breakfasts

I came to Cactus Jack’s expecting a solid breakfast. I left questioning everything I thought I knew about Eggs Benedict. Friends, let me introduce you to the Chicken Benedict, also known as “the dish that made me weep tears of joy into my coffee.”

First, let’s talk biscuits—because these aren’t your average, “take one bite and they turn to dust” biscuits. No, sir. These are flaky, buttery, golden-brown clouds of perfection that could double as a pillow in a luxury spa. Now, instead of the usual ho-hum ham, Cactus Jack’s throws down a slab of crispy, juicy, fried chicken that crackles louder than your uncle’s bad knees in the morning.

And then—oh, then—comes the hollandaise sauce. This rich, creamy, buttery elixir gets poured over the whole glorious mess, while two perfectly poached eggs sit on top, just waiting to burst open and create the most beautiful breakfast lava flow you’ve ever seen.

One bite in, I blacked out for a second. When I came to, I was considering quitting my job and dedicating my life to spreading the gospel of Chicken Benedict. It’s crunchy, creamy, savory, and buttery—basically the Avengers of breakfast foods, all teaming up on your plate to fight morning hunger.

Forget whatever sad eggs-on-toast situation you were planning. Come to Cactus Jack’s. Get the Chicken Benedict. Thank me later. 10/10. Would eat until physically removed from...