This is the real deal, and everything is exactly as it should be.
Chicago hot dogs - Vienna beef dragged through the garden, a purist's dream.
Italian beef topped with spicy giardiniera and served with real pan gravy, dark with beefy sediment.
Gyros carved from a Kronos spit and served in a pita flaky as a chalupa shell.
Best of all though are the french fries, sliced fresh, shoestring thin and flash-cooked in peanut oil, so they're flavorful and soft like boardwalk fries.
Prices are a little steep, and I'd appreciate the option to order sandwiches à la carte without the fries - but otherwise, there's not an unkind word I have to say.