This is still a great place to get food. But, I miss the good old days. The father and mother, Sid and Francis, still worked the counter when I came here in 1982 for my first sandwich. Sid made me my first sandwich. Schmaltzy jokes, learning everyone's name, free samples passed out while you wait made this my "Cheers" (.. sometimes you wanna go where everyone always knows name, and they're always glad you came ...). Was always one of my ambitions to be known there by name. And, briefly, I had been. When I moved to Illinois, my soon-to-be wife had their sandwiches shipped to me for my birthday one year. A crowning achievement for me was when Bobby recognized me years later when I brought my daughter on a trip. Now, Sid and Francis have long since died, and Lou too (far too young). Bobby was still there when I last visited more than a decade ago, but no more. I get it. Things change. That's life. God bless. I'm sure that the guy running the place does a good job and is a nice fellow. He even passed out a free samples. But, no banter, no "Hey 'so and so' how are you" No "did you here the one about the guy who walked into a bar with a watermelon on his head?" Just business now. Just food. Good food, yes. But, I'm sorry, and I don't mean to offend, it's just not the same. Now, it's just a sandwich shop. And, though I can tell objectively that sandwiches remain good, somehow, they did not taste the same. I'll never go again. Can't. Just too painful. Oh how I miss those guys. Thanks for the memories.
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