Golden Corral Buffet & Grill

Food was absolutely terrible. Pastas were drowned in water, meats were plain and chewy, and their deserts constantly had kids picking at them. If I had a dollar for every time I saw a guest drop a utensil then put it alongside the clean ones, I would have enough to buy the whole place out! There was no supervision to reenforce sanitation and every single one of those “clean” plates either had food still on it or stains from a previous meal. In order to keep yourself and your family safe and healthy, I recommend going to the nearby grocery stores to pick out your own microwavable meals. It’s not like you’d taste the difference.

I had 4 plates. Great value ! The food is fresh and the variety . I had two servings of Bourbon Chicken it was so flavorful and cooked to perfection. , fresh roasted ham,all vegetables I don't get at home.

I have given this location many chances and every time I go back I realize why I shouldn’t. Paying over 15 bucks for a dinner you can’t even eat. If you tell the person at the grill anything they are rude and bothered that you ask for something edible. Visit at your own risk.

Pulled up hungry — left full and happy. This spot’s got mad variety, and most of it actually hits. Nothing too fancy, but the flavor’s there, and that’s what matters. It’s clean, staff moves quick, and the vibe is chill — no chaos, no stress. Perfect for squad lunch or late-night refuel after roaming Vegas. Could’ve used a couple more dessert options, but overall? Solid buffet — would def hit again.

I just escaped Golden Corral, and I genuinely feel like I survived some kind of gastrointestinal war crime First off, the buffet looked like it had been through a natural disaster. Trays half-empty, sauces crusted at the edges, and food sitting there so long it needed its own birth certificate. If this is “all you can eat,” I now understand why — no one should want seconds. The steak? You advertise it proudly, but what I was handed could’ve doubled as a flip-flop. Tough, grey, and cooked with all the finesse of a microwave on high. And the fried chicken — greasy enough to lubricate a car engine. Where’s the seasoning? Did it get lost on the way to the kitchen? And let’s talk about temperature. Hot food should be hot. Cold food should be cold. What you’ve managed is a magical middle grou