Subway

Typical subway, good service and fast food. Place was clean and staff was friendly.
Food quality was on par with what youd expect from a Subway.

Is it because its a subway or the people who are running this franchise. Eating at subway depends a great on your luck, even if you go with your regular sandwich everytime you will end up with different results at different locations. I ate at this subway joint last weekend and was disappointed, I usually go for the meatball marinara, simply because its supposed to be same everytime. The guy who made it broke my bread into 2 pieces unfortunately I did not know until I started eating it. The marinara sauce did seem to be fresh enough it was too sour.
My wife had a spicy italian and the guy didn’t even bothered asking for what sauce we wanted and started wrapping it up. The breads did seem to be soft enough and looked like they were a day old.
This is one of the recent disappointments I had with subway and I believe subway is going the wrong trajectory here.

Whenever I go to a Subway, I always feel like I’m gambling by rolling the dice to see whether I get a good or bad experience. Having to wear two scarves, legwarmers underneath my jeans, gloves that aren’t warm enough and a winter coat that’s too short for this –7 degree weather and embracing the brutal cold to get to this Subway, I would hope it was going to be a good experience… but joke’s on me!
Here is a recap of my footlong veggie sub experience:
— Not asking if I want my bread toasted (ok, not a big deal but you tend to get spoiled when every Subway out there asks)
— Asking «And then?» after every… single…ingredient I list and not giving me enough time to think before deciding on the next ingredient (which was at least six times)
— Being incredibly stingy on ingredients (when I say extra lettuce, I don’t mean putting enough to look like a regular sub at another Subway)
— Having to say more pickles 3 times for it to look like what extra pickles look like at another Subway… and then telling me that they’ll have to charge me extra for the extra pickles (what!!! put the extra pickles back in the bin, please!)
Seeing as how there are so many other restaurants in the area, might be a while until I venture to this Subway.

Usual subway — nothing special out here. Service was Ok, but my subway-​dresser was soo distracted with her personal problems that she looked so disinterested behind the counter. One thing I noticed about this place — very dirty. Usually the other places I have been to, people keep sweeping and cleaning, this wasnt like that.

I used to like this location, but over time the service has really deteriorated. They are extremely stingy with the ingredients and constantly want to up-​charge you for everything. They are also trying to rush you through the line when Subway’s whole concept is customizable sandwiches. As a result, not only do the sandwiches get messy, but you also don’t feel comfortable saying exactly what you want. When you’re a chain restaurant, the only way you can set yourself apart is the level of service and how you treat each and every customer that comes in.

Can you give 0 stars? The worst staff possible. Your order takes forever, and they a constantly screwing up orders. Today, a lady in front of me got very angry in line. It was rude, but everyone was angry. 20 minutes for Subway is dumb. I hope the manager reads this and gets a new staff.

Based on customer service, this place is great! Other than that… it’s a Subway. I always leave this place with a GIANT smile on my face because the guys that work behind the counter are SO NICE. They can be a bit off the wall at times but fun nonetheless. Thanks for brightening my Subway experience kind fellas.
G’day.

if only their food tasted as good as they make the alley next to the restaurant smell.

It’s a Subway. I’m not really a fan of fast food, but sometimes I don’t have a ton of time for lunch, and I’m inclined to think that this is at least a teensy bit healthier than the McDonald’s two doors away.
The sandwich artists (I think that’s what they’re called) here are super fast and efficient. I came in to get one of the daily specials ($ 3.99 for a combo, not too bad!) and saw a giant line. That line, though? Moved like lightning. I was in and out in under 5 minutes, and there were at least 15 people in front of me.
Moral of the story? If you’re in the vicinity of the Sears Tower and have under 10 minutes for lunch (but don’t want a burger), go here.

Their sandwiches are kind of crappy but it’s convenient in a pinch. What I hate is this mofo Jared. Let me explain:
I don’t like Jared. Look at him, with that smug look on his face. You know why he has that smug look? He got that when he was doing that commercial on TV on the beach, and those chicks walked by, and they were all like «looking good Jared!» Man, those chicks were hot, and Jared isn’t hot! Subway bought those chicks out too.
First of all, Jared does not look good. Jared is still fat, but much less fat than he was before. OK, the guy lost 225 lbs. Hey, you know, way to go Jared. The guy ate nothing but veggie and turkey subs for a year. But I surmise that the plot is a bit more complex than that:
Jared was tipping the scale at 425 lbs. There was a subway within waddling distance of his apartment. So, one day, he’s too lazy to make himself a sandwich, so he huffs on over to subway. He’s really poor, because he’s still in college, so he gets the cheapest sub he can find: Veggie. Later, he figures «Hey, I’m still lazy, so I’m going to go back and have them make me a turkey sub.» After he dropped the first hundred pounds or so he started walking. Now, walking, in and of itself, implies going above and beyond normal daily walking. For Jared, this meant just normal daily walking. The guy put in 1.5 miles a day. Most of the people I know will walk 1.5 miles by accident in a day. C’mon guys, it’s a little misleading.
After a while, the guy drops 225 lbs. Subway pretty much purchases his identity and allows them to exploit every facet of his life. Subway even tells Jared who his friends are gonna be (Friends of Jared Club). The guy can’t even speak his lines coherently on the commercials.
«There are a lot of (pause) other subs (pause) that I like (pause) too.»
So, If you haven’t figured it out yet, I’m not too fond of Jared. If you have seen the latest commercial, it appears that someone has actually married his lazy ass. It must have been some sort of trick, because no-​one would ever marry that man out of their own free will. I am willing to bet that Jared used his prowess as the Subway Diet inventor to lure unsuspecting fat girls into his secret lair. He probably dug a pit (but probably hired someone else to dig the pit), and put a bunch of subs in it, and the fat girls probably ran in thinking, «Hey, Free Food!» Then Jared pulls the ladder out, and boom, the fat girls are trapped. See, this is where the plot thickens, because he can just starve these fat girls until they are skinny, and then marry the last one standing. Jared, have you no shame?!
And because Jared sold out, there are boatloads of reformed fat people (many of whom are still rather chunky but are collecting a paycheck) who are standing in line to sell out. Jared, look at what you have done. Have you no soul, or did you trade it to the subway corporation for a handful of veggie subs?
There is a new Jared commercial. It has this firefighter who lost 130 lbs. What they neglect to mention is whether he did it using the subway diet, or the fire department just kind of whipped his fat ass into shape. It mentions that he has eaten subway subs in the past … but come on, only those starving kids in Ethiopia and those cave dwellers in Afghanistan haven’t.

Nothing too special about this particular Subway. Going in there the other day for lunch though I realized that I had forgotten how much I actually do like Subway food. It was a bit of an epiphany for me.

It’s a Subway sandwich shop, there’s not much to say about it aside from the owner is a pretty personable guy that will remember if you haven’t been in his place in a while. He’ll catch smoke breaks in the alley next to the shop and if he sees you will ask why you haven’t been there in so long.
Kinda like a middle-​aged, Indian Jewish grandmother. With stubble.