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| - This review is dedicated to Mat C. We ate at Gino's together for lunch, and he demanded that I write this review and make it funny. And the next day he told me I needed to make this revision.
So I gave Mat C. several options for lunch based on some coupons I had pulled from the Entertainment Book, and he selected Moreno's. So we can all blame Mat C. for this review and our misadventure. We drove to Moreno's. . . wait this is a review about Gino's and guess what. Moreno's died, and from its ashes sprung Gino's. I had driven by Gino's many times, but hadn't noticed the lack of Moreno's. Moreno's was rather nondescript, but Gino's lets it all hang out with signs and flashy colors. It is hard to miss. I was eager to eat there as I drive past it every day I go to work. The first thing I noticed was that I couldn't check in because Gino's had neglected to add themselves to Yelp. What a huge oversight. Who just relies on signs and flashy colors? So I added them, thanks Yelp. Yep, that's a new feature, although my ampersand was converted into a dollar sign. That wasn't my fault people. The wait was short, but then we were the only ones in the place. Mat C. got the original cheesesteak, and found the amount of meat lacking. He's been spoiled by another restaurant that shall remain nameless. The whole place had the feel of a corporate chain with specific amounts of meat scripted into each sandwich. Mat C. recommends laying it on thick when a restaurant is getting established. He ended up ditching the roll and just eating the meat because the roll was too plain as it had no distinctive taste and wasn't toasted. Our other friend, who shall also remain nameless because this review isn't dedicated to him, ordered some kind of pastrami cheesesteak and said that there was too much vinegar. Not sure why there would be any vinegar, but there you have it. He didn't finish his. I got the Reuben cheesesteak, which was good. They coated both the inside of the roll and outside of the roll with the Thousand Island dressing, which worked well, dressing wise. Otherwise, it was just meat, roll, and dressing. Not to exciting, but tasted good nonetheless. And we all agreed that the chili cheese fries were the best part. I'd be willing to return, but both of my friends declared that it was a one timer, and my feelings aren't strong enough to pester them into a second chance. Plus, the next day they told me that they felt sick afterwards.
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