Mr. Pickle's Sandwich Shop - Lodi, CA — Restaurant in Lodi

Okay so today was my first visit. I wasn't sure what to expect but first thing when i walked in i noticed it was super clean, which is important, even the bathroom was spotless. Now i love food and enjoy going out to eat, and this is a place i will return to without a doubt! I was greeted by a super friendly staff that was happy to serve me. I ordered the french dip, and i have to say it was delicious. The bread was soft and fresh and toasted perfectly. Thin slices of beef with the cheese melted just right. I split the sandwich with my mother but halfway into my half i wished i had bought a whole sandwich for myself, it was so good. The place has a certain vibe that just feels good, It's really comfortable. As i was finished i saw the owner himself mopping the floor. That by itself says alot about the place and its team. A good leader is important. ..As I am writing this all i can think about is my next visit. Im thinking about the chicken/ avocado/ bacon sandwich next visit. Great food and great service! This is going to be...

The food is absolutely amazing mind you I only watch cheese sandwiches but the selection and quality of cheese is perfect hands down one of the best sandwich shops I have visited locally. The staff is always family and they go above and beyond for every single customer they remember you and remember your order the restaurant is always clean inside and out they do have one broken table that could use a little TLC, but the rest of this establishment is perfect. Bathroom is always clean and sanitary. One of the most important thing is that you are greeted as soon as you open the door they make sure they greet every single customer with a smile. No order is to big or too small. This restaurant is conveniently located. They have plenty of seating inside and if you want to sit outside, they have picnic style tables for you to relax at with umbrellas to keep your shaded from...

Mr. Pickles… oh, we’re gonna have words. 🥒 So I roll into Las Vegas—city of lights, shows, Elvis impersonators, 24/7 buffets—and what do I find? Nothing. No Mr. Pickles. Not even a sad little gherkin in the corner. Do you realize the betrayal I felt? I thought we were in a committed relationship! I was out there wandering the Strip, questioning my life choices, staring at slot machines like, “Is this what rock bottom feels like? No sandwich?”

I cut my trip short. Imagine that. People lose their savings in Vegas—me? I lost my will to stay, because my true jackpot is two slices of bread and you in the middle.

P.S. Don’t push me, Mr. Pickles. I will buy a franchise, drag it into Vegas myself, and I’ll stand outside on the Strip handing out sandwiches yelling, “Forget the buffet, THIS is the real...