Reviewing the Chains: Firehouse Sub's Club on a Sub
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I order the sub and agree to have it "fully involved" which I later find out means they'll be slapping mayonnaise, mustard, lettuce, tomato, and onions on the sub and tucking away a dill spear on the side. I watch the young lady behind the counter place a few pieces turkey, ham, Monterrey Jack cheese, and bacon between some wax paper and place it all into a large metal box. She pushes a lever and steam pours out from the sides for a few seconds before she opens the lid and takes out the wax paper.
Rather than creepily watch her make the rest of the sandwich, I decide to start purusing the enormous selection of hot sauces. Ranging from mild yellow mustard and honey flavored sauces, to habanero sauces with enormous warnings on the labels, there's something for everyone here. I pick out a couple of the hotter varieties, hoping these aren't here to mask the substandard taste of the sub I'm about to take down.
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Biting into the sub is a strange experience. With the bread and vegetables being cold and the meat being hot, it makes for a strange sensory experience. The bacon is crispy, the turkey and ham are juicy, dripping with cheese, and completely delicious. The vegetables, much like the bread, are unremarkable: shredded lettuce, and thinly sliced tomatoes and onions are just enough to provide a little flavor and texture, but the sandwich would have been much better sans the vegetables. Maybe that's just the carnivore in me coming out. After ensuring I've give the sub a fair shot, I douse it in hot sauce and enjoy the sweet-hot burn of honey habanero drowning out all the other flavors.