When is a grilled cheese not a grilled cheese? This sounds like the set-up to a joke, but it’s a question my friend and I were discussing at the new sandwich shop Dad’s Grilled Cheese. My friend argued that certain sandwiches on the menu had far too many other elements overshadowing the cheese itself to be considered proper grilled-cheese sandwiches.

Still, my sandwich, the Godfather, was undeniably cheesy, with melted mozzarella and provolone surrounding the thin-cut salami on Italian bread. Regardless of how you designate it, it was tasty, if a little small. My friend and my sister both ordered the Executive (muenster, Swiss, cheddar, grilled onions and mushrooms, avocado, lettuce, tomato) and seemed mostly pleased. Plus, we had the decadent Butter Boom dessert, which, while not in any way a grilled cheese, was quite satisfying.

Has Dad’s reinvented the grilled cheese? No, not exactly. But it’s a solid little sandwich shop.