Some say the White House Sub Shop in Atlantic City is all about the subs, and they have a point. Fresh bread from local bakeries is brought in several times a day, the ingredients are super fresh, the subs are mammoth (even a half will feed two normal people) and the countermen make three-card monte dealers look like slowpokes. But we say it’s equally about the atmosphere, or anti-atmosphere, of fluorescent glare, cramped booths, walls crammed with celeb photos and mementos (including hand towels supposedly used by Sinatra in his last A.C. concert) and lines out the door. Gloriously dingy, the White House has not changed a whit since it opened in 1946. Fortunately. (2301 Arctic Avenue; 609-345-1564)