Week 3, Post 1: Subway

After quite a long walk around the Westminster area with my Modern Britain class, I had worked up an appetite and was ready to try Subway here for the first time. If you recall in a past post, I had found that the cheese was very different from the U.S. Cheddar cheese in particular. I've been very iffy about trying the Subway here because I feel that the cheese would not be the same. So as I rode on the tube to the nearest station to my flat, I was thinking about how the cheese would taste on my Subway sandwich.

Keep in mind I'm a simple sandwich person, I like Italian herbs and cheese bread, with ham and cheddar cheese toasted, that's all, so you can see how essential the taste of the cheese would be to my ideal sandwich. As we neared Earl's Court station, I could already smell the amazing sandwich I was about to eat. The question now is, get a foot long because I know the sandwich will be amazing, or get the six inch because I just won't be as satisfied as I would be in the U.S. Guess what I got?

The 6-inch. I know, I'm a wimp. But before I chose the length, I examined the cheese and there wasn't any yellow cheese, just white. But then right before the lady was about to add the cheese, I saw a grated yellow and white cheese mix, so I asked what it was. When she told me it was the same thing, I asked her to put the grated one on my sandwich hoping the yellow cheese would be correct. Then, as I was about to pay, the male worked asked if I wanted a cookie, I replied no, but then he said "for you, it's free" so I told him to pick out his favorite and give it to me.

To my surprise, the cheese was half yellow cheddar half white cheddar when I tasted it, it tasted half U.S, half UK. I made the mistake of getting the 6-inch because I don't like eating many foods out of my comfort zone. I really should have just toughened up and got the full foot long, but I’ll be thankful for my subconscious mind watching my portions for me.

After the sandwich, I ate the raspberry cookie that the guy picked out for me, it was delicious! A little hard, but still great, it had white chocolate chips with little spots of raspberry spread throughout the cookie. It definitely compensated for my ignorant choice of the 6-inch sandwich! Soon enough, I headed back to my flat with a full and satisfied stomach. Along the way, I saw a sign in front of a pub advertising a “Full English Breakfast” for £6.95 open at 10am. I’m not sure what the full English breakfast consists of but I definitely think it’s worth a shot! Maybe one of these weeks you will hear about it!