October 9: Moldy Cheese Day AND National Submarine-Hoagie-Hero-Grinder Day.
I was pretty pumped that submarine sandwich day fell on a Wednesday aka the day the 6″ turkey sandwich is the deal of the day at Subway. Sandwich, chips and a large fountain drink for $5.40!
You know that scene from Sex and the City where Miranda orders the same order from the Chinese place every night? (Chicken with broccoli, brown sauce, brown rice and cold noodles.) And she thinks the Chinese takeout girl is mocking her for ordering in every night? That’s how I feel about the owner of the Subway by my work. I don’t even go there very often (maybe once a week?) and she acts like it’s soooo funny she knows my order and I’m soooo boring for always getting turkey.
I know she’s likely just trying to be friendly, but ugh, I don’t know. Leave me alone! I like my sandwich the way I like it (turkey, american, lettuce, banana peppers, onions, jalapeños, light mayo, lots of yellow mustard, and oregano!). I don’t want to try your stupid cold cut combo! Again, leave me alone!
Anyway. If I had it my way (not Burger King), I would have eaten a Potbelly’s chicken salad sandwich on national sub day, because it’s the BEST sandwich ever. Alas, Potbelly’s does not exist in California! Hopefully one day, though. Fingers crossed. And toes.
This evening I took on the second national food holiday: mold cheese day. I had a lovely moldy blue cheese on some crackers. I’m sure my breath is wonderful now.
Tomorrow: National Angel Food Cake Day.