Bob's Corner Deli — Restaurant in Florence Township

Bobs used to be my go to for wings and breakfast sandwiches; but my recent orders (or attempts), 3/3, have all been rough.

1. About 4 months ago I attempted to order wings; however the person on the phone was exceedingly rude so I said “never mind, thank you” and hung up. I couldn’t even begin to place an order because he kept cutting me off and yelling at me. I swore off bobs for a while after that experience.
2. A few weeks ago a friend of mine placed a food order for us: a sandwich for them and wings for me. While their sandwich was good, my wings were not. The quality completely tanked from the standards bobs used to hold, and I could never justify spending money on them again.
3. this morning I ordered breakfast sandwiches for myself, my husband and mother in law - and we paid extra for wing sauce on the sandwiches (nice little kick). I drove out from Pemberton (40 minute drive), picked them up, brought them back, only to discover they forgot the sauce… didn’t forget to charge me though.

I won’t be back again, thrice...

I walked in hoping for a simple hoagie. I walked out emotionally scarred, hungry, and deeply self-conscious about my haircut.

First red flag: the workers were crafting sandwiches like they were sculpting clay—with their bare hands. No gloves, no shame, just straight-up palm-to-tomato contact like it was an ancient ritual. One guy sneezed, wiped his nose, and went right back to slapping salami on a roll like he was conducting a symphony of sadness.

The service? Imagine yelling your order into a black hole and then being handed a completely different sandwich 45 minutes later by someone who looks offended that you dared to exist. I asked if I could get it toasted. They said, “We’re not IHOP,” which isn’t even relevant.

And just as I was leaving, sandwich in hand, one of the workers looked me dead in the eyes and screamed, “YO, YOU PAY FOR THAT HAIRCUT OR WIN IT IN A RAFFLE?!” Everyone laughed. Even the ham.

Zero stars if I could. My sandwich was soggy, my pride was crushed, and I now wear...

Well I can only speak to their egg sandwiches in the morning. They definitely make a slammin sausage egg and cheese on a kaiser roll. They don't skimp on anything it'll sit in the pit of your stomach unto 4:00 in the afternoon, don't make your stomach unhappy like when your girlfriend broke up with you in high school except it's a satisfying feeling and no crying involved. Now we come to the really troubling aspect of it all. Bob's Corner Deli sits at a point. The closest corner is like a block away this thing out front is about 145 degree angle. Makes me doubt that the guy that actually owns it is named Bob. So just pay attention when you're driving to it if you're looking for a place on the corner you could drive right by it...