"Since moving to Champaign from Chicago, I've really come to miss what I would call the \"greasy brown paper bag\" restaurants. A paper bag filled with a mess of fries and sandwich that are so greasy they leak right through, leaving a dark stain on the bag.\n\nWhen I came into JJ Fish the first time, I felt like I was back at home in Chicago. The people inside waiting for their food were talkative and friendly, the guy behind the counter was a bit of a jokester with a sly smirk and a warmth to his demeanor. The air was thick with fried chicken, fish, and grease.\n\nFor $2.99, I got a freshly-cooked fish sandwich served up hot with cheese, tartar sauce, and a whole mess of fries. The food was very tasty, but wasn't anything terribly special outside the context. Given the price, though, and the fact that I got to have a humorous conversation with the cashier, it made it worth coming back a week later to do the same. Later, I'd like to give the chicken a shot, since it seems to be what most everyone else in there orders. They must know something I haven't yet discovered.\n\nA slice of local Chicago culture a hundred miles outside the city limits."^^ . "1"^^ . "4"^^ . . . "9"^^ . . "2010-03-16T00:00:00"^^ . "1"^^ .