Mini and I have a weekly lunch date at Subway while Max is at sports (meaning, a 2-hour homeschool PE program, which is four kinds of awesome. He is getting exercise, sweating bullets, having fun, and won’t grow up not knowing how to play Capture the Flag.)
And it gives me some time alone with my girl. That makes us both happy.
Have I told you how much I love Subway? If my dreams come true in life, there will be a time when I work as a Sandwich Artist.
It just has that neighborhood feel. The same people come every Wednesday (me) and the same people work there every Wednesday. Both this restaurant and I have come a long way since all I would eat is ham and cheese on white. I saw the Undercover Boss episode and cried. I’m emotionally attached to Subway. I’m also emotionally attached to Baja Fresh but that is a different episode and a different cuisine.
I order the same thing every time (6 inch veggie, flatbread, toasted with pepper jack, everything on it, no hot peppers (but okay I’ll take some jalapeños, please), oil & vinegar, that’s all, thank you so much.
And they make it for me perfectly every time.
It’s an art.
I haven’t been able to persuade Max to love Subway as much as I do. He’s a healthy eater at home but on the road, it’s only burgers and fries. He grew up on McDonald’s (I take full responsibility that some of his first words were ticken nugget, by by, coke). He couldn’t pronounce chicken. He couldn’t pronounce french fries. And, for the record, we did not give him Coke. But still, at 2 years old, whenever we passed by a blue tourist sign with the golden arches that’s what he said. Ticken nugget, by by, coke.
Like I said, we’ve come a long way.
Anyone else share my love for Subway? Or cry during Undercover Boss episodes?