Even before fat Jared became skinny Jared just by eating Subway sandwiches, I was already a fan. My dad used to bring my usual roast beef on white while I was book-keeping for our high school basketball games. And my dorm room at UConn had Subway open 24/7 – a great place to grab a snack for 3 a.m. muchies.
So, of course, when Subway began to make their way over to France, I was ecstatic. And when one opened up only ten minutes away from our Paris suburb dwelling, I couldn’t wait to test it out.
However, there was one small thing I forgot to take into consideration while anticipating a taste of home:
This is France.
The sandwich doesn’t hold much novelty for French people since they’ve been serving baguette sandwiches for the last hundred years. But they’ve never seen a sandwich shop set up like an ice cream stand where you pick your own combination.
At first, nobody could figure out how to order. Which annoyed the staff. (again. French) and the lines were insanely long.
When you finally order, the staff treats you like you’re a moron. (just normal French procedure)
They put cheese on everything – whether you want it or not.
They put it in the oven - whether you want it or not.
What they don’t do is put enough meat on your sandwich to reach from one end of the bread to the other. I’m lucky if I got three small slices of roast beef.
And whereas you pay 5 dollars for a foot long in the U.S.
In France it’s 6.20 euros. ( a little over 8 DOLLARS!!!)
While it did taste much like what I remember (the bread is the same. thank god for that), I have a feeling Subway isn’t going to make a lot of headway in the big octogon.
Are you a fan of Subway sandwiches? Have you ever experienced a european subway?
Hope you all are having a great weekend!