Mayonnaise is more than sandwich
Way back when, in the time before time, otherwise known as the early years at LCC, a man named Casey owned a sub shop. I used to go there in the winter and get a roast beef sandwich and a bowl of chili. My sandwich was slathered with horseradish sauce, and it was good. Yesterday I thought I would try to recreate that experience at subway. I had no idea what I was in for. First of all, blimpie roast beef is a bit tenderer; they also have real American cheese. Not that strange white American cheese. I didn't know what to expect in the way of horseradish, I knew they used to have it, then they switched to that nasty dijon horseradish sauce that tasted nothing like horseradish or dijon. Now, I found out, they have nothing, so I opted for low fat mayo instead. To make things worse, they didn't even have chili. Just brocoli cheese soup. Ordinarily I like broccoli cheese soup but when a man has a hankering for chili, nothing else will do. So I got the broccoli cheese soup, I got my horseradish free roast beef sandwich and I ate by myself in a little booth next to the Lost in Space pinball machine. To be honest, the meal was good but it paled in comparison to my sandwich of old. Nothing beats the nose stinging goodness of horseradish on a roast beef sandwich dipped into a styrofoam bowl of piping hot chili.


