Classificação do local: 1 Charter Township of Clinton, MI
I ordered a lettuce wrap because I’m gluten intolerant and found out the hard way they don’t change their gloves when switching from bread to lettuce wraps. I was sick for two days due to cross contamination. I do however love the older guy who delivers the subs, he’s so nice and has a sweet olé Grandpa persona. He always wishes us a blessed day.
Todd P.
Classificação do local: 2 Warren, MI
I only give JJ a 2 because there menu has been boring for day one, I am just saying it’s not bad, all the oter sub shops in my area have much better/interesting offerings
Barney C.
Classificação do local: 4 Charlotte, NC
Freaky Fast. Freaky Good … I might be lying on the«freaky good» part. It’s pretty decent. Just like any other Jimmy Johns. If you like sandwiches and you’ve got money, they’ll make you a sandwich in exchange for money.
Terin C.
Classificação do local: 4 Sherman Oaks, CA
I was in Michigan this one time, and I noticed that I was starting to get hungry. This«hungry» thing tends to happen to me about 2 or 3 times a day, every day. It’s a condition I’ve learned to deal with. Apparently there’s no cure, but the symptoms are manageable. It’s a little harder when coupled with my chronic vegetarianism, I’ll admit, but it’s not terrible. Well, that was fun. For me. Anyway, this particular bout of hunger found me in the middle of a bunch of other people eating things that I couldn’t eat, so I had to take my stomach elsewhere. I believe I had a choice between this place and Subway, and if I’m being honest, I was searching for the Subway. Why? I’m not sure, but I think it’s because we have those here in California, and I’m a creature of habit. We couldn’t find the Subway, however, and Jimmy John’s just kind of appeared in front of us, so… the decision was more or less made for me. I’m pretty glad we went here instead. There’s a big awesome«don’t do» sign posted on the wall, and one of the rules is «don’t taunt the vegetarians.» That’s like… an older brother putting his arm around you and saying«I’m the only one who’s allowed to call this kid stupid.» I liked it so much that I took a picture in front of it. The guys at the counter were also really nice. I ordered a sandwich but asked for some things to be switched on it, and the cashier suggested a different sandwich which would basically give me what I was asking for, and it was cheaper. The food was good, I think; your standard sandwich shop faire. Fair? Holy crap, I don’t know which one of those words is right, and I’m too tired to google it. Anyway, the dining room was clean and bright, and somehow more inviting than Subway. We don’t have Jimmy John’s here, unfortunately, but I’ll be back in Michigan at some point in the coming months and I shall make a glorious and triumphant return to this place. This place where they might not know your name, but where they expressly prohibit the taunting of me.