Jack In The Box

Very sweet people working the day shift. When the guy handed me my meal he said he had asked to see if there was any kind of discount for ems drivers like police men get but unfortunately there isn’t. I have never had someone want to give me a discount at a fast food restaurant before. Very thoughtful, RESPECTFUL and kind! My order was spot on and fresh. A bit slow to take my order BUT they seemed short handed. I give them 4 stars!

Avoid if possible. The employees were nice but the place seemed dirty and both bathrooms were not only out of toilet paper but paper towels as well!
I got the ultimate bacon burger… Very little bacon, smothered in mustard… Lots and lots and LOTS of mustard, yuck! I love mustard

It’s decent fast food .
The place is clean the few times I have come.
The staff was friendly.
The women’s bathroom was clean n the kids said the men’s was ok.

WTF?! Jack in the Box CLOSES? Where you ask??? In Seabrook. This is huge inconvenience to drunken flight home from Scout Bar. I only eat Jack in the Box after 2am. When they are closed, i simply go to bed hungry like a poor little hungry orphan.
Please Mr Jack, open your store to us 24 hours like every other JNTB in the ever~loving country! We loove your greasy tacos & are horribly disappointed when you are closed.

I wasn’t able to partake in my share of free tacos this past Tuesday but I’ve thought about them ever since. I hadn’t eaten a Jack in the Box taco in what felt like decades and it dawned on me that I’ve never eaten one… sober.
So today, exhausted from having to be up at 4:45 am, I was craving something greasy and I thought of those tacos again. I rarely keep any cash on me but today I lucked out, three dollars was tucked into my wallet waiting to be spent on cheap grub. I pulled up to the drive-​thru and ordered my tacos and a diet coke — a steal at just under the amount of cash I was carrying.
I looked at that beautiful brown paper bag and was filled with excitement. It contained two Jack in the Box tacos — all for me. «We don’t make it till you order it» it said and I thought, what dedicated employees. I unwrapped the first taco delicately, as though it might break, as the smell of grease hit my nostrils. I looked at the shell — crispy on the edges and soggy in the middle where the good stuff is (the place where grease and soy live) — and I took my first bite.
And now I remember why you have to be drunk to enjoy a Jack in the Box taco.