Soft pillowy-like landing to Jim’s South Street at the Philadelphia International Airport. If you are flying on American and land at the hub terminal C in Philadelphia, or if you’re at any concourse, I suggest you make a trip over here. At the time, Jim South Street had a fire and it was disheartening to know I couldn’t go there as repairs were being done. So when when I landed from Tampa, it immediately caught my eye that this was here. I was so surprised that I just had to get this cheesesteak in my body. Before the food review, let me just preface that I wish that Philadelphia would renovate this part of the airport, as it is one of the oldest. They need some serious renovations at terminal C as I’ve understood that the other terminals have been renovated already. Luckily, it was just before 11 o’clock in the morning for me to indulge on this incredible cheesesteak. The service was fast, and I got what ever drink I needed. I understood the uniqueness to their technique on adding the Wiz cheese onto the bread and on top of the steak and onions. I got my food within a few minutes of ordering. As I unwrapped this indulgent food specimen, it was already dripping juices all over the paper it was wrapped in as I dug in. I can understand the hype that’s behind Jim’s as one of the best cheesesteaks you can get in the city of Philadelphia. Granted, I grew up in the area, not knowing all the best cheesesteak spots in and around the city. This definitely gives me a greater preview on what the experience is really like at the South Street location. As I’m sure I will go back, this will definitely leave an impression on you whether you are arriving or departing from the Philadelphia International Airport.

Fresh, tasty, juicy, large cheesesteak! The bread is fresh, the beef is prepared to order, and the staff is super friendly. Don't know what else to say, it was awesome. Make your way to "C" terminal and you won't regret it.

Hear me out: I know it is an airport location, and the stardard for airport food is very low, but this was amazing. Meat was incredibly tasty, bread was moist and wonderful. I ordered it with american cheese and an extra of whiz. It was unbelievable. It is a bit of a messy bite so get lots of napkins and enjoy!

My favorite cheese steak I have had while visiting Philly. Great taste and the new building looks great. The service was quick considering the line was really long. I would highly recommend Jim's.

Fast and inexpensive sandwiches. Great for a quick bite while in the area, but it's unlikely that I'd order takeout or delivery from here.

I recently had the pleasure of trying Jim’s South Street famous cheesesteaks at the Philadelphia International Airport, and it was an excellent experience. The steak and peppers sandwich was a standout. The steak was tender, juicy, and perfectly seasoned, paired with fresh, flavorful peppers that added a delightful crunch. The sandwich was served on a soft, yet sturdy roll that held everything together nicely without getting soggy. The combination of quality ingredients and expert preparation made this a memorable meal. For anyone passing through the airport and looking for an authentic taste of Philadelphia, Jim’s South Street is a must-visit.

Wonderfully fresh and tasty. I might come back to the airport just to get the Philly cheesesteak sandwich. Best food I’ve had on vacation!

While Annemarie and I were in town for the Army-Navy game—one of our first big trips together—we knew we had to fully embrace the Philly experience. And what better way to do that than by grabbing an iconic cheesesteak? Everyone had a recommendation, but we had our sights set on Jim’s South Street. I’d heard about the place from a few friends, so we figured why not go for the full tourist experience? We strolled down South Street, soaking in the vibe of the city. It was that gritty, raw kind of energy—kind of like Buffalo on a summer evening but with that distinct Philly edge. The neon lights of Jim’s flashed in the distance, and as we got closer, we could see the line snaking out the door. That was always a good sign. When we finally got in, the place had that bustling, no-frills kind of feel—exactly what you’d expect from a spot slinging cheesesteaks. The sizzling griddle in the back, the rush of people calling out orders, and the smell—oh man, the smell. But I’ll be honest, watching the cheesesteaks get made wasn’t exactly the most appetizing thing. Grease flying everywhere, mounds of meat slapped on the grill, and enough melted cheese to clog your arteries just by looking at it. But hey, we were young, we were hungry, and we had iron stomachs back then. None of that mattered. When we finally got our cheesesteaks, we grabbed a spot by the window and dove in. It was messy, greasy, and everything a Philly cheesesteak should be. The rolls were soft, the meat piled high, and the cheese was that perfect gooey consistency. We probably didn’t say much while eating—too busy trying not to let everything spill out the sides. By the time we left, we were completely stuffed, and I remember looking over at Annemarie, knowing this was one of those moments I’d never forget. Sure, Jim’s might not have been the classiest meal, but it was part of our adventure—one of those memories that stuck. It was just the beginning of all the amazing experiences we’d share together, and looking back, it was one of the many little things that made me realize I was going to marry her.