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Taste nicely cooked baked beans, vegetable pizza and rolls at this restaurant when you happen to be near it. The cooks here prepare good cheesecakes. The warm atmosphere of Jack's Beans makes guests feel relaxed and have a nice time. Many reviewers find the staff cute. Visitors say that the service is fine here. This place is rated on Google 4.6 by its clients.
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Noah Bessell
2 months ago on Google
Had to stop by the world famous Jack’s Beans here in Kalamazoo while I was visiting my girlfriend at Western Michigan University. This is absolutely a staple of Kalamazoo, you simply have to try the beans. My personal favorite thing on the menu was the beans. I was frustrated by the beans in the toilet bowls and the bean dispensers where the soap should be. But the beans everywhere else made up for the beans I didn’t care for. Meal type: Other Price per person: $100+ Food: 5 Service: 5 Atmosphere: 5
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evan tinsley
3 months ago on Google
Met the love of my life here at Jacks Beans, we eat the Bean Cheesecake every year for our anniversary. Love the hands in, hands on bean service. The bean authenticity shown here is like nowhere else 10/10 beans a true bean lovers dream Food: 5 Service: 5 Atmosphere: 5
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5 months ago on Google
I had heard the rumors about Jack’s Beans, but finding the establishment is a psychological ordeal in itself. I thought I knew every inch of this college campus, but Google Maps is absolutely useless here, spinning my location icon in dizzying, glitchy circles around campus. It turns out the restaurant is buried deep in the labyrinthine sub-basement. Descending into its shadowy, forgotten depths felt like walking into a tomb. Upon entering the desolate dining room, I was greeted by Jack. He seemed friendly at first, though there was a manic, sleepless gleam in his eyes as he wiped down the counter. He told me he was the caretaker and the sole architect of what he called "the ultimate bean." I sat at a booth, hoping for a menu. Instead, I found a single sheet of paper. Written on it, typed over and over again in hundreds of uneven lines, was a single phrase: > *All pintos and no garbanzos makes Jack a dull boy.* Things escalated when I got up to wash my hands. The subterranean hallways of Jack’s Beans are lined with a dizzying orange-and-brown hexagonal carpet that seems to stretch into eternity. As I turned a corner, my blood ran cold. Standing at the end of the corridor were two identical little girls in matching blue dresses, each cradling a steaming bowl. "Come eat beans with us," they chanted in flat, emotionless unison. "Forever... and ever... and ever." Suddenly, a wave of dark, thick molasses washed over the hallway floor, carrying a tidal wave of kidney beans. I panicked, bolting into the nearest restroom and locking the heavy wooden door. I just wanted a simple lunch, and suddenly I was trapped in a legume-based purgatory. That’s when I heard the heavy, rhythmic thudding of footsteps. It was Jack. He was dragging a fire axe. "Little pig, little pig, let me come in!" Jack howled from the other side. "I'll huff... and I'll puff... and I'll serve you some BEANS!" *THWACK.* The heavy blade splintered through the wood. I screamed, backing into the tiled wall. Another massive chunk of the door fell away. A manic, grinning face shoved itself into the gap, eyes wide with culinary fanaticism. "Heeeeeere's JACK!" he shrieked, sliding a piping hot ramekin through the shattered door. "That's it, buddy!" I screamed. "I'm only give you a 4 star rating for your service when I write a Google review." He reached through the hole in the door and gave me his signature "alligator style" beans. I still have no idea what "alligator style" means. Is it a reference to the dark, swampy viscosity of the broth? The aggressive, sudden bite of the hidden spices? Or something more literal lurking at the bottom of the bowl? I was too paralyzed by fear to ask. Trembling, I took the spoon he offered. I took a bite. The flavor was a revelation. The "alligator style" beans possessed a rich, murky depth—a slow-simmered, smoky hickory essence balanced by a savory reduction that gripped my palate. The texture was impeccable; they were soft but never mushy, holding their shape until the exact moment of consumption. It was a symphony of rustic, terrifying flavors. I wept—partly from the terror of the axe, but mostly because I had never experienced such profound gastronomic joy. As Jack stared through the ruined door, his manic grin softening into the proud smile of an artisan, I scraped the bowl clean and asked for seconds. If you are willing to navigate a labyrinth of supernatural dread and survive an axe-murder attempt, you simply must visit Jack's Beans. Meal type: Brunch Price per person: $100+ Food: 5 Service: 4 Atmosphere: 5 Dietary restrictions: Deathly allergic to beans
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1925 Ring Rd N, Kalamazoo, Michigan, USA
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| SundaySun | Open 24 hours |
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