This establishment is rather on the run-down side: the chairs don't match, and the floor and tabletops are scuffed with heavy use. It wasn't too busy when we arrived at 11:30am, but by noon business had picked up considerably, which is always a good sign. The '50s music playing was a nice atmospheric touch. We ordered at the counter and our sandwiches were brought to our table as they were finished. There was some confusion over whether or not chips were included with the sandwich: eventually we decided we were supposed to grab one small bag of Lay's chips from a bin on the way to the table. Plates and cup were foam. The dressing came in a plastic cup on the side, next to the pickle spear. The sandwich was of good size, with plenty of meat that had a nice texture to it. The marbled rye bread was nicely but not overly crisp. Overall, this place is all about the food, and provided a good meal for the price.