Grilled Cheese Mecca.
I haven't been to the original location. Yet. My group stopped by the newer of the two after the Browns-Steelers massacre. The wait for 4 was an hour to an hour and a half. Two of us sat at the bar to wait for the other half of our party where I got heckled for my fabulously GOLD Steelers hat. (Oh well, it's not my fault your football team is a joke. Some Clevelanders could take a cue from my beloved Buffalonians; realize that their team sucks and just have fun with it!) We grabbed a drink (I, a Caipirinha; The dining companion, a draft pear cider) and just ended up eating at the bar which is probably why we had such a great time. Our neighbor to the left was a riot, as she enjoyed her last evening of family-free sanity.
Anyway, on to the food. The french fries on my plate disappeared with a quickness. They were probably some of the best fries I've ever had. Definitely blanched in mass quantities and then cooked to order right before your plate is sent out. Fabulous.
I got the spinach pie, with bacon. mmmmmm Adding bacon is always a smart move. My dining companions tried the monthly special (a paprikash concoction), the Tokyo Tuna and the Winter Chicken. I didn't hear any complaints. The paprikash was gonzo, so I took the rest of those fries with the half of my sandwich that I couldn't finish.
Next time I'm in town, I'll hit up the original locale prepared with a snack for waiting and great company.