Jack in the Box — Restaurant in Pittsburg

Jack in the Box: A Midnight Wonderland for the Hungry Pothead

As a night owl and occasional munchie enthusiast—let's just say when the clock strikes "midnight" and the snacks start calling my name, my feet start moving. Enter Jack in the Box, that glorious beacon of greasy hope surrounded by an intricate landscape of late-night revelers, including the charming array of local crackheads.

Now, I rolled up to this location with the insatiable craving of a thousand pizza rolls and a burning desire for anything deep-fried. The neon lights of Jack’s menu sang sweet nothings to me, promising burgers, tacos, and—even better—hold your disbelief—curly fries! I mean, who needs a five-course meal when you can have a meat patty on a bun that’s approximately the same diameter as a hula hoop?

As I leaned against the drive-thru speaker, which, let’s be real, was more of a friendly suggestion at that hour, the staff was all smiles. They must’ve been delightfully unaware that I was a bumbling mess trying to decide between the late-night munchie menu and my aspirations of a nutritionally balanced meal. “Just give me everything,” I stammered, struggling to keep my thoughts clear amid the haze of my cravings.

The friendly voice on the other end didn’t judge me for my indecisiveness. Instead, they encouraged me with something akin to, “You’re gonna want to add an extra taco—trust me.” Simple wisdom. Because when you're surrounded by crackheads singing an off-key version of “Bohemian Rhapsody,” there’s only one move: double down on the tacos.

When I pulled up to the window, it was like magic: my food was ready and the staff were ridiculously cheerful, handing over my bags like they were the Holy Grail. And let me tell you, there’s something about a perfectly crafted Jack in the Box taco that can make even the most disheveled late-night adventurer feel like they’ve just won the lottery.

As I parked outside, the ambiance was lively. Crackheads were engaging in what looked like speed chess against invisible opponents while others debated the merits of various fast food joints like they were seasoned food critics. One guy complimented my order as “excellent life choices,” while another was busy trying to sell me what I was pretty sure was a broken watch. But honestly, I only had eyes for my feast.

Let’s talk about the food: the burgers were greasy yet glorious, the fries were a delightful little twirl of heaven, and those tacos could have been crafted by angels. Each bite took me on a journey straight to culinary ecstasy!

So if you find yourself starving at night, feeling the weight of the universe on your shoulders, and surrounded by an ensemble cast of eccentric characters, look no further than Jack in the Box. With friendly staff who treat you like a celebrity and food that can only be described as a warm hug in the best way possible, this joint is a must-visit. Just grab an extra taco—trust me, you'll thank me...

worst customer service ever. i was outside in the cold banging on their front window to get my grilled chicken salad. this is because they forgot to give me my grilled chicken salad in the first place. while i was banging on the door for my grilled chicken salad an EMPLOYEE looked DIRECTLY into my EYES and LAUGHED at me and MOVED AWAY into the kitchen. this is the same employee i saw in the drive through who was very rude and looked like he did not want to be there. also i saw a rat slithering across the uncleaned floor and roaches scattering. the employees did not seem to care. they kept talking amongst themselves with no mask and no gloves on despite me waiting there for 20 minutes for my grilled chicken salad. you think they’d be focused on making the food correctly seeing as the drive thru line was wrapped around the lot. i am extremely dissatisfied and disgusted, i don’t know how this place is still running. SOMEONE CALL THE HEALTH DEPARTMENT IMMEDIATELY‼️‼️‼️ THIS IS A VIOLATION‼️‼️‼️ALSOO: they did not answer my calls when i was trying to get my grilled...

The last time I visited, I got a breakfast jack meal. There were so many egg shells in the sandwich that I couldn't eat it. It was like they just threw a whole egg, shell, and all on the grill. When I brought my food back in and asked for a replacement, the cook started calling me a liar in spanish to her coworkers, thinking I couldn't understand. Once I saw that, I just asked for a refund. I can't eat food that is cooked with so much hatred. You would think she was covering the cost of the $2.00 sandwich out of her own pay or something! Also, the place was a mess, and there was so much loitering that i was scared to leave my car. It was filthy. I will NEVER go back to this jack in the box. There's practically one...