That’s a dang good deal for $5.99.The Godmother is still the undefeated heavyweight champion of Italian subs in Los Angeles. The roll was fresh (they bake them every day), there was plenty of fresh turkey packed into a relatively small sub, the veggies popped with flavor and the seasoning enhanced all the ingredients. I didn’t care to wipe them off because I was too busy eating. After that bite, the red wine vinegar and oil covered my fingers. I asked for the sub to be dressed Mike’s Way, with onions, lettuce, tomato, oregano, salt and a mix of red wine vinegar and oil. The guy behind the counter took my order (a 5” Mini #7 Turkey and Provolone) and began slicing the turkey in front of me. When I walked in to order, a huge meat slicer greeted me - not by speaking, that’d be weird.
I thought it was a gimmick cooked up by a chain to make it sound like an East Coast sub shop. But I’d never been to Jersey Mike’s, which was founded in the ‘50s on the Jersey Shore. The meats were always sliced fresh, the rolls were soft, and the sandwiches were so huge you could never eat them in one sitting. I grew up near one of the first Capriotti’s, and frequented other sub shops in Delaware, Pennsylvania and New Jersey. If you grew up on the East Coast like me, you know sub shops.
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It doesn’t come with cheese, which is a bummer, but on the plus side, this was also the crispiest lettuce I had of the entire bunch. Lucky for me, this sub had turkey, lettuce, tomato and mayo. They could charge me the $5.65 for an 8” sub without anything in it and I’d probably go home happy. Can we talk about the bread? I don’t know what sort of culinary magic it takes to make a roll this pillowy, but hats off to the wizards in the kitchen. I’d had a sub or two at Jimmy John’s before, but never really thought much of it other than the bread. That’s a big deal, as deli meats with those ingredients have been shown to be potentially harmful. The meats (including the turkey) don’t have nitrates or nitrites. The bread is baked in-house all day long. The brand also differentiates itself on the basis of food, thankfully. But that’s part of Jimmy John’s goofy branding, and it works for them. The neon “Free Smells” sign in the window of many a Jimmy John’s has always creeped me out. The melted cheese and distinct freshness of the veggies, combined with an expert mix of condiments and the perfectly toasted bun resulted in a top-notch sandwich. Because including a sub with ham is unfair, I swapped it out for more turkey (for free!). That sub includes Virginia honey ham, melted Monterey Jack and is served "fully involved" (lettuce, tomato, mayo, onion, mustard, deli pickle). I could’ve ordered the plain turkey sub, but the Hook & Ladder is its signature. The small is only 3”, but it’s also only $3.99. It feels like a Disney-fied fire station that doubles as a sub shop. They lean so hard into the firefighter thing it’s kind of charming. You know how I figured that out? Other than that it was written on the door? And the tables had a Dalmation print on them? And there was a hose affixed to a wall? And fire engine red chairs? And firefighter gear everywhere? OK, you get it. This is a standard sandwich elevated to another level. And hot peppers! It was just enough to lend the sandwich some heat, and the warm-but-not-overly-toasted bun turned this into a comforting and tasty meal. Swiss is my least favorite cheese, but when it was combined with their turkey and mayo, mustard, lettuce, onion, tomato, pickles, oil and Italian seasoning (oregano/salt/pepper), it worked. The sandwich-maker encouraged me to get all the toppings, and I didn’t argue. I ordered an Original (6”) Turkey and Swiss on white since that was the build recommended by the chain. This chain has grown quite a bit from its roots as a quirky sandwich place with an actual potbelly stove from the owner’s antique shop next door.
It’s a Chicago-born chain that’s spread its wings beyond the Midwest to places as far afield as India. Many (many!) years ago, I went on a business trip to the Windy City, and we knew we had to stop at one beloved chain for a sandwich: Subw.
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