The over-stuffed sandwich shop's expanded to Wicker Park, carving out a space twice the size of the original in the former home of Plan B, making some room for bar games to keep your hands occupied after you two-fist a couple of Pittsburgh-style sandos. Also, they have napkins. Fear not, they're still stuffing pillowy bread with salty skin-on French fries and mounds of vinaigrette cole slaw. Enough of these corned beef, pastrami & fried egg Two-Baggers is likely to have you also dating them. One of the few things they don't pack into a sandwich is these breaded and deep-fried hunks of provolone, but that doesn't mean you can't, you disgustingly creative sandwich devil, you. Fredo may be nothing to Michael Corleone, but it's impossible to miss this version packed with ham, salami, capicola, swiss & hot peppers. They're still offering up the wall-of-fame-worthy task of polishing off three sandwiches in less than an hour to get a free meal, but if competitive eating/ gastric bypass surgery aren't hobbies of yours, there're also darts and this 14ft shuffleboard table for less-caloric competition.