You'll know you're nearing Jim's when the scent of frying onions overwhelms your senses—or when you see people lined up around the corner. Big, juicy, drippy sandwiches of Philly steaks—shaved beef piled high on long crusty rolls—come off the grill with amazing speed when the counter workers hit their stride; but be aware that no matter how hard you beg, they will not toast the rolls. Yell "wit' wiz" (meaning: "with Cheese Whiz, please") for major cred and
extra authenticity. Jim's is mostly takeout, but there are some tables and chairs upstairs.