I live in Bloomingdale will travel to Kim's for the best Cubans I have Found. Small, big in food.read more

Went there for the first time and not the last time. Quick service and delicious food. I had the…read morelarge cuban sandwich with the works and 2 potato balls which were amazing. Small shop but makes you feel comfortable. Parking is somewhat small

Great market had all the Italian delicacies you wanted to find would go back again. I purchased…read morethe thin Italian sausage and it was a big hit.

So I have to say this is finally a real Italian deli in Florida that is close enough to my house --…read morethat's actually open on a Sunday morning and afternoon. No more driving to Lakeland or Saint Pete. Today I had a "Joey" sausage peppers and onion sandwich with provolone added, and I also had a doppio (double espresso). I'd like to start with the espresso. First of all whatever beans they are using have an absolutely wonderful aroma and very fresh flavor. Espresso was served at just the perfect temperature in a heated cup in a nice little espresso presentation. Flavorful and also not bitter. It was a perfect espresso. Secondly, the "Joey ". This is a delicious sandwich and I couldn't recommend it more to anyone who loves sausage. This store serves Tony Fig sausage and I have to say I've also had it at Casa Santo Stefano, but here it takes on a whole new level. The bread is crusty and tasty. The peppers and onions are exactly correct for a sandwich slightly crunchy but not limp. Also, they use a very flavorful provolone cheese, but not one that is so pungent that it takes away from the sandwich. I asked for cheese to be added to the sandwich. It doesn't normally come that way by the way. While I did not sample them, they have quite the list of Italian drinks, sodas, flavored waters, and so on and beer and house wine. They also have a complete dessert case, including of course, cannoli. They want everyone to be happy here. I intend to return with my dining buddy to see what rose we can sample. The hours listed on Google and their website are not correct. Make sure you call before you come because they are open more hours than Google thinks they are especially during the week. Highly recommended!

Great little Cuban gem. The roast pork and rice and beans were fantastic. Cafe con leche was on…read morepoint.

Came here with friends for lunch, and it was so totally authentically delicious. I know that…read morebecause the three friends I ate with were Cuban! It's a small mom and pop style hole in the wall and had food already cooked cafeteria style or you can order off the menu. After looking at the delicious trays of food, I was ordering from there no question. I couldn't identify what one dish was and when I asked and she said Pig's Feet, I said that's what I want!! I also got black beans and rice and Plantains with it, and the three compartment tray was overfilled and almost bursting. Everything was so delicious, I know I have to come back again. The pork was succulent and came right off the bone and in small pieces so it was easy to eat. I asked for chopped raw onions to top the black beans and rice and the kitchen was happy to oblige. The Plantains were perfectly sweet. Server was very pleasant and her English was good. Food and company couldn't have been better!

Food was amazing and it was very fairly priced for a lot of food would reccomend. Service was peak…read more The vibes of the restaurant were also fire as fuck

I'd driven by this place so many times and this morning, we finally stopped in. First of all that…read morecafe con leche spoke directly to my soul. It tasted so good and was perfectly sweetened. It was so comforting and felt just like mom and abuelas cafe con leche. I'll take that over a big time coffee shop any day! The restaurant itself was nice and clean had plenty of tables and seating. I walked right up to the counter and ordered. I had a tiny bit of a hard time narrowing down my decision but i ended up going with the roast pork omelette which i loved. It came with my choice of bread and i picked Cuban toast which i loved as well. My husband went with the Mac Daddy which came with fish and grits and the way it smelled in the car omg i wanted to pull over and have some before we even got to our intended destination! I'm so glad we finally stopped in. The pricing was fair and the service was super quick and friendly. There wasn't a paper menu or on online so i took some pics of the screen so i have it for next time. Also, Im super pleased that I was in and out in about 15 minutes!

Good food, great service. Always have something different and good on their specials menu.read more

I'm a long haul semi truck driver I went for a walk Found this restaurant a mile 1.3 away. From the…read moreTA truck stop In Seffner Fl I'm so glad I went in for breakfast Great friendly staff good service good atmosphere like a old diner Good portions you'll leave full and go into food coma yep you'll need a nap I'll eat here again a must try Stop here and you'll be satisfied too Oh they use real eggs here Which surprised me Unlike most restaurants

true to the Midwest. We have found it!!! Heath was an owner an came out and asked his customers how…read moreit was during a quick break. There was always a lot of to-go orders, and another of people in the restaurant. But the atmosphere was what you would find in an authentic BBQ in Midwest!!! LOVE IT!!! WE WILL BACK!!!!!

If you want to take over for a legendary local institution, your first responsibility is to…read moreunderstand your clientele, understand why they come to the establishment, what they're after, and most importantly, change as little as possible. You have a giant pile of goodwill and credibility you've inherited! You have a team that knows how to deliver it, night after night, just the way your regulars like it! All you have to do....is keep doing what's been working brilliantly for decades. Hungry Harry's didn't sell the place because of problems with the food, and reliably every night, the little parking lot was packed with regulars. What the hell went wrong, here? Portions halved. Sides, once mountains of golden-brown, artery-punishing Southern hospitality, became dingy little half-sized groupings of mixed burnt items scraped from the bottom of the fryer, and the meat, also halved in portion, arrived lukewarm. They had some sauces, they thought. You could ask. They'd see what they had in back. The once-legendary brownie sundaes became dull bricks of diluted Duncan Hines mix, with a small scoop of ice cream atop. I hear you, Yelp reader. I hear you saying "Is it all about the portions? Aren't you fat enough already?" Well, my cardiologist thinks so, but I urge you to frame this differently. This is supposed to be a great big heaps-o-stacks-o-comfort-food Southern hospitality party; that's what a barbecue joint *is*. It's a meat orgy. It's shirt-button-popping, belly-stretching TOO MUCH TOO RICH TOO GOOD excess. It's an entire Goddamned Mardi Gras in your mouth, without the drunk, vomiting college kids. Food should be indulgent, piled to the sky, and stick-to-your-ribs-and-arteries filling, Every flavor should sing. It's okay if those flavors sing off-key, they just need to sing with passion and conviction. This is "Happy Birthday, Dear Tastebuds," not rocket science. This is what a barbecue joint is. It's where your fat uncle with the awful Dad jokes actually says "Oh I couldn't possibly eat another bite" and for one in his gluttonous life, actually means it. It's a giant warm happy Southern night in the yard with the family where nobody goes home hungry. It's meat and fried things and butter and desserts that you're going to regret tomorrow. And all H&H had to do was *keep doing this*, damn it. Too expensive? That's fine, up the price, we'll pay! But what we got was a sad, stressed place with the owner yelling at the crew in front of the guests more than once, his wife walking the floor scowling darkly at guests for reasons I cannot fathom, the poor old crew from Harry's looking like they were halfway through a tour in an active combat theater, and...the sort of food I could easily ruin myself at home. The joy was gone. The indulgence, the plenty, the lifted spirits were gone. The treat-your-tongue-and-fill-your-belly goodness was gone. That's your job, H&H. Your job is to pile plates high with warm, smoky meat and heapin' helpin's (omitted 'g's essential) of the sides that have worked for decades, served up with the biggest Goddamn smiles since Disney opened parks in Orlando and an atmosphere of "your cousin's house on feast night." You had this. You had it and you decided it "needed changes." No. I'm gonna stop you right there. No, it does not "need changes." It needed to be exactly the winning ticket it was, the day before you bought it and decided the menu needed pho, for some completely inexplicable reason. You needed to show us that you understood us, and understood your role as a provider of food, food-adjacent-experience, and probably also diabetes. What you showed us was that you wanted our money, and wanted to see how low the quality bar could drop before your most patient regulars walked. Don't tell me you "didn't understand the business." All you had to do was *not change the existing, solid, working formula*. Don't alienate the crew who knows how to run the place. Don't alienate the customers that provide you with regular income. *Do what pleases the masses, again and again and again, just like last time*. You had just one job, H&H. "Continue Harry's." You had the location, the customers, the teams, the recipes, the process, the equipment. A similar tale can be told of Babe's Pizza, down the way. Their new owner decided the place with the two pizzas stacked in a gastronomic fever dream, "garlic bread" made by slathering a hot dog bun in butter and cheese, and the evil mutant death baby out front needed to be "fine Italian dining," then, instead of holding out to sell it to someone who understood that they had an institution to uphold, announced they'd sold to a group turning it into a 24-hour diner, and then frantically tore down the post after being bombarded with vitriol for it. You don't inherit an institution and then disregard the institution. Start over fresh, if you're going to do that. H&H "Family Bay" is not Hungry Harry's. And that's a damned shame.

The best Cuban and beans and rice that we have had in quite sometime!! And we were only driving by,…read morewere hungry and are from out of town. I hope that we come back this way again at some time!!

This is a family owned and operated sub shop that has really good food, and prices that are a solid…read morevalue. I ordered the special- which is a small sub, side and a drink. Opted for their famous Cuban, and beans and rice. Cuban was flavorful, and the salami is a Miami style touch, with all flavors melding together nicely. Beans and rice were also flavorful and rounded out the meal.

First time at this location, which is tucked away in a strip mall. There was no hostess, so we…read morehad to wait until a bartender was free to be seated. At 4 pm, there were lots of empty tables, but they hadn't been cleaned so we had to wait for them to wipe down our table. Our server, Jaycie, was as pleasant and helpful as could be. We both ordered iced tea, but it tasted like water. She had more brewed and it was perfect. The menu has numerous choices and we opted to share the pot stickers as an appetizer. They arrived nice and hot, but were deeply fried. We must not have read the description because that's not our preferred style. They were filled with a nice filling and the dipping sauce was spicy and good. Had they been slightly pan fried they would have been excellent. I ordered the Italian sub with curly fries. Again, everything was nice and hot, which I love. The sub was so overloaded with Italian dressing that it's all I could taste. It didn't seem like the typical meats on an Italian sub, but I really couldn't tell. Disappointing.

Went with family for dinner. The "Special menu" caught our eyes since price seemed reasonable;…read morehowever, we were disappointed. The portions were small. Food came out separately, curly fries were cold; the person who ordered pasta dish waited way longer than the rest of us. Server was not very attentive; didn't refill our drinks or asked if we wanted a refill. Would not recommend this particular restaurant.

The chicken cutlet tacos are the best and the staff were very welcoming. Very cute shop.read more

We always make it a point to stop by Frankie's Italian Deli when we're in Tampa. Great desserts,…read moresandwiches and pizza. Last night, we tried some Sicilian and white chicken pizza. It all hit. I've never had anything bad here. Later, my in-laws had some desserts at their home. Their cannoli and Napoleon cake is stellar. The staff is great. We went towards close, there was still a crowd waiting for their orders and everyone was still pleasant and proud of what they were producing for the customers. Inside is clean, everything on display and Frankie's consistently executes on everything they do. If you're in the Tampa/Brandon area, you need to try this place. You'll be glad you did.

If you want to take over for a legendary local institution, your first responsibility is to…read moreunderstand your clientele, understand why they come to the establishment, what they're after, and most importantly, change as little as possible. You have a giant pile of goodwill and credibility you've inherited! You have a team that knows how to deliver it, night after night, just the way your regulars like it! All you have to do....is keep doing what's been working brilliantly for decades. Hungry Harry's didn't sell the place because of problems with the food, and reliably every night, the little parking lot was packed with regulars. What the hell went wrong, here? Portions halved. Sides, once mountains of golden-brown, artery-punishing Southern hospitality, became dingy little half-sized groupings of mixed burnt items scraped from the bottom of the fryer, and the meat, also halved in portion, arrived lukewarm. They had some sauces, they thought. You could ask. They'd see what they had in back. The once-legendary brownie sundaes became dull bricks of diluted Duncan Hines mix, with a small scoop of ice cream atop. I hear you, Yelp reader. I hear you saying "Is it all about the portions? Aren't you fat enough already?" Well, my cardiologist thinks so, but I urge you to frame this differently. This is supposed to be a great big heaps-o-stacks-o-comfort-food Southern hospitality party; that's what a barbecue joint *is*. It's a meat orgy. It's shirt-button-popping, belly-stretching TOO MUCH TOO RICH TOO GOOD excess. It's an entire Goddamned Mardi Gras in your mouth, without the drunk, vomiting college kids. Food should be indulgent, piled to the sky, and stick-to-your-ribs-and-arteries filling, Every flavor should sing. It's okay if those flavors sing off-key, they just need to sing with passion and conviction. This is "Happy Birthday, Dear Tastebuds," not rocket science. This is what a barbecue joint is. It's where your fat uncle with the awful Dad jokes actually says "Oh I couldn't possibly eat another bite" and for one in his gluttonous life, actually means it. It's a giant warm happy Southern night in the yard with the family where nobody goes home hungry. It's meat and fried things and butter and desserts that you're going to regret tomorrow. And all H&H had to do was *keep doing this*, damn it. Too expensive? That's fine, up the price, we'll pay! But what we got was a sad, stressed place with the owner yelling at the crew in front of the guests more than once, his wife walking the floor scowling darkly at guests for reasons I cannot fathom, the poor old crew from Harry's looking like they were halfway through a tour in an active combat theater, and...the sort of food I could easily ruin myself at home. The joy was gone. The indulgence, the plenty, the lifted spirits were gone. The treat-your-tongue-and-fill-your-belly goodness was gone. That's your job, H&H. Your job is to pile plates high with warm, smoky meat and heapin' helpin's (omitted 'g's essential) of the sides that have worked for decades, served up with the biggest Goddamn smiles since Disney opened parks in Orlando and an atmosphere of "your cousin's house on feast night." You had this. You had it and you decided it "needed changes." No. I'm gonna stop you right there. No, it does not "need changes." It needed to be exactly the winning ticket it was, the day before you bought it and decided the menu needed pho, for some completely inexplicable reason. You needed to show us that you understood us, and understood your role as a provider of food, food-adjacent-experience, and probably also diabetes. What you showed us was that you wanted our money, and wanted to see how low the quality bar could drop before your most patient regulars walked. Don't tell me you "didn't understand the business." All you had to do was *not change the existing, solid, working formula*. Don't alienate the crew who knows how to run the place. Don't alienate the customers that provide you with regular income. *Do what pleases the masses, again and again and again, just like last time*. You had just one job, H&H. "Continue Harry's." You had the location, the customers, the teams, the recipes, the process, the equipment. A similar tale can be told of Babe's Pizza, down the way. Their new owner decided the place with the two pizzas stacked in a gastronomic fever dream, "garlic bread" made by slathering a hot dog bun in butter and cheese, and the evil mutant death baby out front needed to be "fine Italian dining," then, instead of holding out to sell it to someone who understood that they had an institution to uphold, announced they'd sold to a group turning it into a 24-hour diner, and then frantically tore down the post after being bombarded with vitriol for it. You don't inherit an institution and then disregard the institution. Start over fresh, if you're going to do that. H&H "Family Bay" is not Hungry Harry's. And that's a damned shame.

This is clearly no longer Hungry Harry's BBQ. Went here and every facet has declined. The BBQ and…read moresides were meh at best. My wife's mac and cheese was watery and tasted rancid. Service was terrible. There was initially only one server, then just two. We had to wait to get silverware for 5 minutes AFTER our food had arrived at the table. Had to wait longer to get water... not a refill... the first glass I had asked for when I was initially seated. The server was disengaged and not friendly. It took 15 minutes and multiple request for the bill before we just went to the front and forced them to check us out. If you plan to go here thinking it is still Hungry Harry's save yourself the disappointment. The new owner seems to be cutting cost, corners, and quality.