Great smoked meat sandwich. Everything else here reminds me of a bus station, in fact a broom closet in a bus station. It's cramped, crowded and dingy. The fries were greasy and soggy like you get waiting for a Greyhound. The service charmless and uninterested, like your average bus driver. Aside from the sandwich, there is nothing else to order. The sign on the door says something about Hebrew Charcuterie. So you should be able to order matzo ball soup or a knish. Not here. If you can wander in, no wait, I say get a sandwich. But if have to wait, it's not worth it. Go across the street to Main. And bus riders and drivers please accept my apologies. I too ride the bus. It's just a metaphor.