Sometimes you just want a bagel. Sometimes you just want a sandwich on a bagel. And, yes, I know it's a controversial take to call anything on a bagel a "sandwi...
When I think of Australia it conjures all sorts of things. Sharks. Spiders. Boomerangs. Kangaroos. The Great Barrier Reef. Walkabouts. Learning "Waltzing Matild...
Ah, Pret. You're like the white working man's Subway. Or something... Since they changed my favorite tuna sandwich and then made some tweaks to my grilled chick...
Way back when I was fourteen or so I accompanied my parents on a trip to Europe. Part of that excursion involved stopping in Paris for a few days. During th...
I don't know who this Isadora is but she makes one shitty sandwich. The shame is, her staff is nice and friendly and it seems that despite the clown balloons an...
Toasties, by look and feel alone, is what you kind of imagine your ultimate sandwich joint to be. It's a little bit white and space age (but kind of in a retro ...
If this is what Europe is like, then book me one plane ticket to Europe! Wait, Europe isn't a country? Shit, I knew I shouldn't have spent my time during high s...
Yawn. If I have to write another review about a sandwich chain I might start chowdering. That's like a New England euphemism for horking, right? In any case...
What can I say? I love the chain joint when I want consistency and lack of rubber gloves and roaches in my sandwiches. Why I feel safer and more at ease wit...
I seem to recall this chain first popping up in the Times Square area several years back. Since then they've practically outpaced the original expansions of...
I think I've had the Italiano panini at like seven different places. It's clear that the paninis in all these joints are either made by the same company, or one...
Imagine my horror when I walked through the doors of this venerable "European" sandwich chain only to discover that they had changed the recipe for my favorite ...
I have not the slightest idea why, but the name of this place comes off as slightly sexual and unappetizing to me. I suppose it's not Stubby's or Chode's, but I...
Way back in the mid-nineties I had a job in a building on the corner of Lafayette and Prince down in Soho. I worked there for a couple years, and the entire tim...
If I've said it once, I've said it a million times: there is nothing less appetizing on this earth than the Port Authority Bus Terminal. Whether it's the fella ...
Oh Christ, I've gone and done it again. I swore up and down I was done with this shit-ass chain, but I found myself needing something to keep my head from s...
Somewhere in the plethora of Subway reviews on this site, I made a promise never to go back to Subway ever again. I didn't break that promise for a very lon...
I'm still trying to figure out how a tortilla filled with cubes of cheese could technically be "healthy" or "wholesome," but I'm the same guy who used to ga...
