happy monday. eat a salad.
So, what is it about Subway anyway?
I mean, other than the fact that it just isn’t good?
It tries to pretend it is, though. I hadn’t eaten there for over a year until recently, because I really haven’t ever been their biggest fan. I want a sub to be hearty and savory. Not limp and dejected looking. So I’d rather go to the mom and pop restaurant down the street to order a sub than to subway.
Actually? I’d rather never eat a sub again until it’s from some random deli down some random side street near Times Square in NYC. Or from any other random deli in NYC. That blessed sandwich I had that one time on that bus ride back after seeing Spamalot was hands down the best sandwich I’ve ever eaten in my entire life. I’ve been searching for its equal ever since (at least in terms of an Italian cold cut) and have yet to find anything that even comes close.
So, yeah. I had Subway a few weeks ago for the first time in over a year. And it was good! It was really good! I inhaled that sucker. I ate every bite.
Hey, I thought, Subway got good. Fancy that!
Well, I’ve eaten there a few times since then, and I was wrong. So very wrong. It’s kinda weird: with each additional sandwich I’ve eaten, it’s gotten worse and worse.
Now, granted, it’s Subway. So it’s about par for the course for itself. But it’s back to being “Yeah, this just isn’t good” and it didn’t take long to get there.
The moral of this post is that Subway isn’t good. The end.
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