The PBJ Shop

I hate to say I told you so but I walked by this restaurant on Sunday and it it was gone.

I love a throwback and the PB and J Shop is just that. It takes you back to your mom’s kitchen when you were in second grade and asking for lunch on a summer vacation. From the wooden kitchen tables to the paper towels as napkins, it is just like being at home. But better.
You can get anything and I mean anything on your sandwich. Any kind of peanut butter, any kind of jelly and any other topping you can think of. Bacon, chips, peanuts and that is just the beginning.
My only complaint is that it is a little out of the way for downtown offices and for being such a simple concept the service was kind of slow. I also went during its first week so I think I owe it another chance. I will update when I give it one.

It isn’t fancy, but it is creative and cozy and cheap. I like those things. Get it with peanuts, with bananas, BACON, and all sorts of fun. With bag o chips and bevvie for a Lincoln.
Again — this is something you could make at home, but if you are at work and taking a break, and looking for homey, while eating out, and all without dropping a lot of cash, this is a great spot.
I also really really like the set up. It is almost too upscale, and the one table on a raised platform overlooking 3^rd street cracks me up. I felt like a pretend princess at a tea party, but eating yummy pb&j sammiches. It was quite lovely.

Exactly as advertised. No fuss, no muss, Great fast service, made-​to-​order. I’m glad they’re in the hood!
I don’t want a fancy Fois-​Gras-​Homemeadebreadwithorganicpigberries sandwich. I want what I got which is a Icy cold soda, (a Straw!!) a napkin, a yummy sammich and some snack sized chips, to go, with a surprise note too
:)

The PBJ Shop is extraordinary in that it is unbelievably ordinary. Everything revolves around Costco-​sized vats of creamy JIF. If a classroom of 3^rd graders were told to design a cafeteria but they weren’t allowed to have pizza or sloppy joes, this is what they would come up with. They will even cut off the bread crust for you, if you so desire.
Can you call a place a restaurant if the only heating elements are the microwave and the toaster oven?
PB & J (choice of grape, strawberry, apple butter, pineapple, cherry, or peach jelly), $ 3.
Sandwich, chips & a drink, $ 5.
PB & crackers, $ 2.
bowls of Campbell’s soup, presumably heated in the microwave, $ 2.
Apple, $ 1.
Raisins, $ 1.
Juice box, $ 1.
I read the other day that the New York Times’s restaurant critic was diagnosed with gout, whose triggers are believed to include a surfeit of alcohol, a plenitude of red meat and any and all organ meat. Mr. Bruni, you should have been reviewing places like PBJ Shop. PB & foie gras ain’t on the menu.
Best of all, you feel like you’re at a bar. This is the former location of the 3^rd Street Dive (which is now located next door).
Always tip your bartender.