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Contribute Feedback What Steve Borden likes about Brandin Iron Steakhouse:
The steak was great and a good size. I had enough left for dinner. They have a great salad bar that is kept freshly stocked. The price was reasonable and the service was good, too. If you want a great steak dinner and good service for a reasonable price, I definitely recommend Brandin Iron Steakhouse. View all feedback.
What Greg Hale doesn't like about Brandin Iron Steakhouse:
The hamburger steak was more like a brick of charcoal, I said something to the waitress, and her reply was nothing she could do about that. I'll never eat there again. View all feedback.
Best food for your money . Hands down we will be back
The hamburger steak was more like a brick of charcoal, I said something to the waitress, and her reply was nothing she could do about that. I'll never eat there again.
Salad bar is messy. Worker said that was her way of knowing people loved it. No... that's people not caring. There was pepperoni floating in the dressing, items were slung all over the place. People need to be more respectful because some of us do not appreciate it. And respectful to the restaurant because they may be short staffed. It's busy and I know they would appreciate people being a little more caring.
Super friendly staff, food was terrible. What little we ate, ended up getting sick that night and the next day.
Folks, I come before you today with a warning about the steaks at this establishment. When I took my first bite, I was transported back to my days in the service you know, those thrilling times huddled around an Army campfire, eating food from HOT As. This NY strip had all the flavor and texture of an MRE entree. Now I've eaten my share of Waffle House over the years, through many a late night. But even their meat offerings have more nuance than what was placed before me. This thing was saltier than the Dead Sea and thinner than an enlisted man's patience. I've seen more marbling on a slab of particle board. The strangest part was, our party all ordered the same dish but you'd never know it. One man's hunk of flesh looked like a ribeye while the next bore an unsettling resemblance to a cafeteria patty. The only consistency was a remarkable lack of consistency. Despite my initial hunger, I could not in good conscience finish such a travesty. I'd like to believe my standards remained high after all these years, but perhaps the real culprit was this so called steak that not even a veteran's iron stomach could endure. Consider yourselves warned, comrades steer clear of the meat here, lest your taste buds endure more punishment than they signed up for!