On a Wednesday lunch this place is a pretty safe bet.
Why? Pretzel bun burgers. For cheap. Well, cheap-ish. Not cheap if you've got 4 kids back home with hungry mouths to feed, and not McDonald's cheap (though eating here is an estimated 1,000x less likely to give you violent, explosive diarrhea than the aforementioned fast food chain).
I come here to meet up with friends from the core. The nice thing is there's usually some reasonable parking in the community behind the restaurant. The waitresses were obviously not hired for their brainpower (and I mean that in the least misogynistic way possible), but the girls here have always done a pretty good job of getting me what I wanted within a reasonable time period.
I've also had the souvlaki here. Not recommended for dates (unless they've got a thing for dudes with onion and tzatziki breath), but delicious nonetheless.
Yam fries range from awesome to a bit soggy - use caution. To determine if yours will be YAY or NAY, take a quick walk by the kitchen. If the chefs look angry, tired or overwhelmed, skip out on the yam fries and go for a salad - you've just dodged a soggy orange bullet.
The prices here on days that do not begin with "Wednes" are pretty high, but that's par the course for this area of the city (more or less).
Oh, and the chick who sings here on Wednesday nights is a phenomenal talent. She should be in classy jazz lounges and the jubilee - but I'll appreciate the fact that she's here while she still is.