It gets 4 stars for being what it is. A hidden away, hole-in-the-wall crumbling dive with standard artery-clogging fare done PERFECTLY. Don’t come to Mr. B’s to find something you’ve never had before, or to see the architecture or ambiance. Come to eat all the same greasy comfort food you’re used to, done to perfection by regular folks who are happy to see you. Oh, and it’s not in the best neighborhood so don’t leave your purse on the front seat of the car :).