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| - I live on the West side, but am contemplating moving East almost entirely based on my love of Tommy's. I'm there nearly every weekend and I've tried a good variety of their FIVE PAGES (or more?) of offerings. Their menu is a book.
They've got the basics covered -- the best fries, the best shakes. Actually, to say "best shakes" is an understatement, as I don't think I understood happiness before getting a chocolate malt from Tommy's. Recently, I sat near a table of two old ladies, who were clearly Tommy's newcomers. One of them ordered a shake and I made a point of watching her reaction to the first sip: It was like watching the face of a newborn baby, no joke. Her eyes got all wide and she couldn't stop sipping.
But they also have some weirdly delicious sandwich combinations, if you're a more adventurous eater. Some of my favorites: the Quinn -- peanut butter and cheese with veggies on pita, the Delaney -- tempeh, sauerkraut, swiss cheese, and spinach on rye, and the M.R.3 -- baba ghanoush, hummus, falafel, mushrooms, and cheese. Once, just once, I had a bad experience, when I CLEARLY ordered the wrong thing -- I ordered a pumpkin curry thing they had as a special. Anywhere else, it would have been acceptable, but I was eating it while sitting across from my date happily stuffing his face with a delicious Quinn. It was too much. I was so jealous. Never get their dumb specials.
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