I practically lived there on weekends & for as long as I can remember. I watched as Jim and Nick grow into Men, talked with Nick Sr at the window table, I called their cashier mother "Mom". I believe that Ive taken, or joined for a meal, just about everyone I've ever known- including my brother visiting from Philly, to J8ms for brunch. When my dog became a Serice Dogg, hed join us. Then the idiot Pandemic changed everything. Other bad things followed .. So, here we are late August 2022 and I had a craving for a sandwich. Web surfing for sandwich delivery (?), I stumbled upon Jim's and it was a no-brainer. I had what I typically ordered in the good old days delivered to my home. The Driver came b4 45 min.est, and he went "above & beyond for me". The Food: No matter which site you use, regardless who cooks, serves or drives, take-out,esp. hot food, is never as good as in person. However, after a few bites, I was in Mr. Sherman's, Way Back, Time Machine and I was in a Green booth, surrounded by happy chatter, when at least 3 guys cooking like madmen behind the glass. Loving the long lines of folks waiting to order, we always made new friends. I went back to a time when life was normal and weekly visits to Jims was part of life. The food is as great as I remembered, too!. The one drawback today was that my heart ached for times gone by, esp. the loss of my dogg, my constant companion for 17.5 years, a true people magnet. My meal(s) ordered 2, one for later, is as good as we all agreed upon back in the day. I'm absolutely stuffed, only wishing that I had a mug of their excellent coffee, too. It worms my heart to learn that my local eatery, from happier times, survived The Curse of Rona & her subsequent evil sisters. Thanks for being, Jim's Deli. Holly From the Block.