One more for the road.
After yet another week of being made to feel like I don't exist, going to town on a to-go platter of crab Rangoon dip and wonton chips was just the thing to turn my frown upside down. Now, given my age and current body, eating mass quantities of fattening food is not the right way to spend my life, but I have no life, to say nothing of friends, a job or any apparent charisma, so what the hell can I do?
What I wouldn't give for a year ago when I, at least, had a job to occupy my time. Somehow, I seemed to get lucky in that every job I've had for the last decade-plus has afforded me the chance to - at one point or another - grab a steak and onion ring submarine sandwich from John and Mary's on Millersport Highway.
One day - April 20th, my unofficial Eat Like You're High for People Who Don't Get High Day, I decide to go there for a whole sub when I see a letter on the soda machine. It was a family-owned business and the current owners were retiring. The restaurant would soon be closed down. Jesus H. Gyp, I can't have anything in this world!
Honestly, this was much more than just a sub. This was an instant pick-me-up after a hard day of work (or, in the case of my call center job, a break from the nightmare that was the job). I'm hard pressed to think of a time when the sub was less than amazing. Every single time, it was delicious. I'd been back two more times for a whole sub: May 15th and the last day of operations, June 5th.
I'm almost afraid to recreate the sub myself. I have no aptitude for cooking myself, but my main issue is being unable to make it as well as they did at the restaurant. I can't imagine it being all that hard: shaved steak, lettuce, white cheddar, tomato, onion rings and mayo (always mayo; no oil) on a sub roll. It'd be a lot of trial and error, but it'd be worth it, I suppose.
And here are some pictures from that fateful day:
What I wouldn't give for a year ago when I, at least, had a job to occupy my time. Somehow, I seemed to get lucky in that every job I've had for the last decade-plus has afforded me the chance to - at one point or another - grab a steak and onion ring submarine sandwich from John and Mary's on Millersport Highway.
One day - April 20th, my unofficial Eat Like You're High for People Who Don't Get High Day, I decide to go there for a whole sub when I see a letter on the soda machine. It was a family-owned business and the current owners were retiring. The restaurant would soon be closed down. Jesus H. Gyp, I can't have anything in this world!
Honestly, this was much more than just a sub. This was an instant pick-me-up after a hard day of work (or, in the case of my call center job, a break from the nightmare that was the job). I'm hard pressed to think of a time when the sub was less than amazing. Every single time, it was delicious. I'd been back two more times for a whole sub: May 15th and the last day of operations, June 5th.
I'm almost afraid to recreate the sub myself. I have no aptitude for cooking myself, but my main issue is being unable to make it as well as they did at the restaurant. I can't imagine it being all that hard: shaved steak, lettuce, white cheddar, tomato, onion rings and mayo (always mayo; no oil) on a sub roll. It'd be a lot of trial and error, but it'd be worth it, I suppose.
And here are some pictures from that fateful day:
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Also, I bought two plastic souvenir cups. All I had was my card and they were supposed to be paid with cash, but the woman at the register was nice enough to spot me the dollar they cost, one more testament to the fine people who ran the place. I will miss it, dearly.
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