Service was extremely slow and had to wait 15-20 minutes to get food and then when I got the food they gave me the wrong salad dressing and still had tomato on the sandwich after I asked for it to be left off.
Justin Bailey
Stopped in on our way through KC and wanted to try something new. The spuds are huge! Would highly recommend.
The macaroni was also a winner in my child's book. Very creamy and reheated well.
The tea and lemonade are also delicious! I enjoy having a slightly tart lemonade and it delivers.
Michelle Thompson
Great food & service!
Matt Atwood
Staff is pretty kick ass they are friendly make the best food I’ve had in a while been to other McAlister’s and this one is by far the best was in 5/16/25 foods always good at this location
Captain Fain-tastic
Look, I want to give you five stars. I really do. That would be easy. It would feel right. Like a warm potato salad on a Sunday in July. But I’m here for the truth. The gospel. The sandwich scriptures. Let’s get this outta the way first: Your pickles. Not just good. Not just crunchy. I’m talking religious experience level pickles. I bite into one and I hear the faint sound of a gospel choir and the whisper of Morgan Freeman narrating my lunch. Best. Pickle. I’ve. Ever. Had. Like if cucumbers trained with a Shaolin monk and then got dipped in holy water brine. BUT… You hoard them. Like Smeagol with the ring. I order a sandwich, I beg, I plead, I even put in a therapy-level note: “Please, for the love of all that is good and deli’d… last time I didn’t get a pickle. Don’t do me like that again.” And what do I get? Nothing. Not a slice. Not a spear. Just the cold empty void where a pickle should live. Then, when I do get one? It’s like I won a golden ticket to Willy Wonka’s pickle factory. I clutch it in my trembling hands like it’s a gift from Zeus himself. I call my mom. I weep openly. I show it to strangers on the street. “Look! A McAlister’s pickle!” They nod solemnly and whisper, “You’re one of the chosen.” Rant over. Now—everything else? Your sandwiches? Phenomenal. Like someone massaged deli meat with affection and layered it with dreams. Your service? Top tier. Kind, quick, and always smiling, even when I’m emotionally unstable over my side item situation. But I’m gonna say it again: don’t make me beg for the damn pickle. Don’t make me live in fear. I want to believe. I want to trust again. Help me heal. Four stars. One hostage pickle short of a deli miracle.
Edit, a pickle miracle You know, life has few guarantees: death, taxes, and McAlister’s forgetting my damn pickles. It’s like clockwork. I order. I hope. I check the bag. Nada. Just me, alone in my car, screaming into a pickle-less void like a man who just found out his therapist was also his barista. Betrayal. But today... today was different. I walked in like a man on a mission. A cucumber crusader. I looked the the manager and said hope i have a pickle” Suddenly the kitchen stopped. The world slowed down. The sandwich station fell silent. Management did a dramatic 180 like we were in a Broadway musical. The manager said “It’s him... the Pickle Guy.” We laughed and talked about my review. I got two bags TWO FULL BAGS of pickles. Not slices. Not scraps. Whole dill dreams. held them like Simba on Pride Rock, glistening with vinegar and validation. I felt something stir in my chest. A warmth I had forgotten about, suddenly i was the grinch and whoville was singing. My heart grew three sizes that day. I am the Pickle Guy, baby. This is my origin story. Oh and the sweet tea? Nectar of the Southern gods. McAlister’s, you beautiful bastards. You remembered me. You fed the soul. And you made a grown man weep over brine. I salute you. You've redeemed a entire pickle based trauma, you healed a man. And to everyone out there. Never give up on your dreams. 5 STARS, A deli miracle
Harley Max
I like McAlister's!!...But Love it every time I come to this location. They have a touch!.. Best location by far!!
Pam W.
Went there in the middle of the afternoon. Nice place to get work done. Friendly service. Very clean and lots of space to work. Potato soup is blah and don't order the butter pecan cheesecake. Taste like it's been in a freezer for a long time. Otherwise the waiters were really on it. Must be great management there because the workers keep the place neat and clean.
Adam Mitchells
food was good but the bread so dry, wont be coming here often
Great sandwiches! Lots of selections for side items.
Vickie Foster
I love this place! I have eaten in and taken out. O think it's a little pricey, but the have the best baked potatoes and cheesy broccoli soup. The staff is friendly but sometimes seems a little rushed. I can understand this when they are busy but not when there are only 2 or 3 customers in view.
Alicia Jobe
The restaurant was clean and orderly with friendly staff. They no longer carry the previously offered bread bowls for soup orders but do offer bread and tortilla chips on the side. The chicken avocado salad was fantastic, but the chicken chili soup tasted like it was out of a can. I highly recommend the salads.
TooFeddy Videos
Don’t eat certain foods due to religious beliefs! Ordered a turkey sandwich and got this piece of mystery meat! Highly upset!
Service was extremely slow and had to wait 15-20 minutes to get food and then when I got the food they gave me the wrong salad dressing and still had tomato on the sandwich after I asked for it to be left off.
Stopped in on our way through KC and wanted to try something new. The spuds are huge! Would highly recommend.
The macaroni was also a winner in my child's book. Very creamy and reheated well.
The tea and lemonade are also delicious! I enjoy having a slightly tart lemonade and it delivers.
Great food & service!
Staff is pretty kick ass they are friendly make the best food I’ve had in a while been to other McAlister’s and this one is by far the best was in 5/16/25 foods always good at this location
Look, I want to give you five stars. I really do. That would be easy. It would feel right. Like a warm potato salad on a Sunday in July. But I’m here for the truth. The gospel. The sandwich scriptures.
Let’s get this outta the way first:
Your pickles.
Not just good. Not just crunchy. I’m talking religious experience level pickles. I bite into one and I hear the faint sound of a gospel choir and the whisper of Morgan Freeman narrating my lunch. Best. Pickle. I’ve. Ever. Had. Like if cucumbers trained with a Shaolin monk and then got dipped in holy water brine.
BUT…
You hoard them. Like Smeagol with the ring.
I order a sandwich, I beg, I plead, I even put in a therapy-level note:
“Please, for the love of all that is good and deli’d… last time I didn’t get a pickle. Don’t do me like that again.”
And what do I get?
Nothing. Not a slice. Not a spear. Just the cold empty void where a pickle should live.
Then, when I do get one?
It’s like I won a golden ticket to Willy Wonka’s pickle factory. I clutch it in my trembling hands like it’s a gift from Zeus himself. I call my mom. I weep openly. I show it to strangers on the street.
“Look! A McAlister’s pickle!”
They nod solemnly and whisper, “You’re one of the chosen.”
Rant over.
Now—everything else? Your sandwiches? Phenomenal. Like someone massaged deli meat with affection and layered it with dreams.
Your service? Top tier. Kind, quick, and always smiling, even when I’m emotionally unstable over my side item situation.
But I’m gonna say it again: don’t make me beg for the damn pickle. Don’t make me live in fear. I want to believe. I want to trust again. Help me heal.
Four stars. One hostage pickle short of a deli miracle.
Edit, a pickle miracle
You know, life has few guarantees: death, taxes, and McAlister’s forgetting my damn pickles. It’s like clockwork. I order. I hope. I check the bag. Nada. Just me, alone in my car, screaming into a pickle-less void like a man who just found out his therapist was also his barista. Betrayal.
But today... today was different.
I walked in like a man on a mission. A cucumber crusader. I looked the the manager and said hope i have a pickle”
Suddenly the kitchen stopped. The world slowed down. The sandwich station fell silent. Management did a dramatic 180 like we were in a Broadway musical. The manager said “It’s him... the Pickle Guy.”
We laughed and talked about my review. I got two bags TWO FULL BAGS of pickles. Not slices. Not scraps. Whole dill dreams. held them like Simba on Pride Rock, glistening with vinegar and validation.
I felt something stir in my chest. A warmth I had forgotten about, suddenly i was the grinch and whoville was singing. My heart grew three sizes that day. I am the Pickle Guy, baby. This is my origin story.
Oh and the sweet tea? Nectar of the Southern gods.
McAlister’s, you beautiful bastards. You remembered me. You fed the soul. And you made a grown man weep over brine. I salute you. You've redeemed a entire pickle based trauma, you healed a man. And to everyone out there. Never give up on your dreams. 5 STARS, A deli miracle
I like McAlister's!!...But Love it every time I come to this location. They have a touch!.. Best location by far!!
Went there in the middle of the afternoon. Nice place to get work done. Friendly service. Very clean and lots of space to work. Potato soup is blah and don't order the butter pecan cheesecake. Taste like it's been in a freezer for a long time. Otherwise the waiters were really on it. Must be great management there because the workers keep the place neat and clean.
food was good but the bread so dry, wont be coming here often
The McAlisters club is the best
Amazing salads
Restaurantji Recommends
Good food good service
Great sandwiches! Lots of selections for side items.
I love this place! I have eaten in and taken out. O think it's a little pricey, but the have the best baked potatoes and cheesy broccoli soup. The staff is friendly but sometimes seems a little rushed. I can understand this when they are busy but not when there are only 2 or 3 customers in view.
The restaurant was clean and orderly with friendly staff. They no longer carry the previously offered bread bowls for soup orders but do offer bread and tortilla chips on the side. The chicken avocado salad was fantastic, but the chicken chili soup tasted like it was out of a can. I highly recommend the salads.
Don’t eat certain foods due to religious beliefs! Ordered a turkey sandwich and got this piece of mystery meat! Highly upset!
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