Jefferson Fry Company — Restaurant in Vernon

Overview: I had a lot of hype for this place, and thought it'd be a new favorite of mine but was sorely disappointed. Overpriced everything with food that can't match the cost.

Food: We got the free opening fries which were 'naked', the CBR fries, the classic dirty dog, the JFC beef burger and the regular chicken sandwich. Naked fries are , well, naked. Nothing too different from a fast food place, maybe a little crispier with skin on. CBR fries were lackluster, with little to no chicken, or bacon. It seemed like a little sauced up over the naked fries from the ranch and cheese, but that's all you could taste. For fries that range from 6.50-9.50, you better get some dang good fries or even a portion size larger than a medium at a fast food place. The classic dirty dog was good and what was expected, but I mean, 5.29 for a hotdog you can make at home for less than a dollar? The JFC burger was good, double patties, cheese, bacon, etc but was cooked well done. I asked for medium rare, why does this always happen? And for $12, you'd expect a great burger, you can get better at a TGIF, heck... just go to burger king down the road for 1/3 the price. The chicken sandwich was good, not dry and no complaints!

Service: These guys were packed so I understand longer wait times and they managed opening day extremely well, kudos to the team. They were also very nice when they had forgotten the milkshake we ordered as well and came promptly to serve it.

Atmosphere: This is a cozy nice place to sit down and eat with a very easy layout that seems quite ergonomic.

Overall, this place has great potential, and I'm hoping they improve vastly from opening day or at least lower the prices. You simply just don't get great food, let alone the portion size to...

Review of Jefferson Fry Co. by President Thomas Jefferson

Upon mine honorable visit to the establishment known as Jefferson Fry Co., I found myself most agreeably surprised. Though the name bears uncanny resemblance to mine own, I daresay the culinary artisans here have upheld the moniker with distinction and delight.

Let us begin with the French Fries, which—if I may boast—reminded me fondly of the very pommes frites I brought back from France. Hand-cut, golden, and kissed with salt, these fine batons of potato did not shrink beneath expectation. They were robust in flavor, humble in form, and yet noble in their crispness. Surely, a patriot’s fry.

Now, to the loaded fries, which were heaped with a decadent drizzle of garlic sauce and crowned with the freshly grated cheddar of a most generous hand. The richness would have surely pleased even Monsieur Franklin, were he still among us to partake. Each bite, a celebration of liberty and lactose.

As for the chicken sandwiches, they arrived with a sense of purpose and dignity. One, I presume, was the “Nashville hot” variety—a bold and fiery composition that delivered a spirited kick most befitting the name of General Jackson. The other, topped with crisp lettuce, pickle, and a zesty sauce, was a triumph of texture and taste. The poultry, crisped to perfection and most tender within, did command my full attention.

The service was as prompt as a courier from the Continental Congress, and the soda—served in glass bottles no less!—was as effervescent as a declaration of independence.

In conclusion, I shall assert with great confidence: Jefferson Fry Co. is a republic of flavor unto itself. A visit here is not only recommended—it is one’s patriotic duty.

Rating: 5 stars, by order of the people...

What a difference a location change makes. I have passed this place up for almost a year because I ate at the Storrs location and it was awful. Decided to give it a try because Wing Stop had some shenanigans going on inside and I wanted to steer clear. You really need to know the menu cause the counter staff is up your nose the second you get there. Don't think they will relent either. They will stare you down with intimidation until you just blurt something out.

I went with the picture of the burger I saw on the window. J Fry Burger for me. Even though the ad outside warned against it, I felt too much pressure mounting from the cashier not make haste.

My order and probably most orders required the use of one of those plastic triangles with a number printed upon it. Despite only one other person in the joint, I still had to walk around holding this object of demarcation like some vagrant waiting for my turn at a soup kitchen.

The young lady grilling my burger was also the person who delivered my burger and removed the plastic triangle. The burger looked very underwhelming, at least not as menacing as the advertisement. The burgers were nicely grilled with just enough pink, toppings were fine and the potato bun was a bun, which really held the greasy burger together will. The bacon was lacking, however, this was not a killer.

The burger was fantastic. The beef was seasoned well and a nice 80-20 mix. I took it down with ease and would have ordered a second, but I already had spent 17.50 on a burger and drink, and round two just was not the value of the day. Im definitely going back when I get my tax return next spring or when I save up enough...