James Jonathan

First, let me just say, I've missed you! Things have been a little crazy (as always, excuses excuses), but I'm back.

I feel it is more than past time for me to devote a post to my favorite sub shop. Jimmy Johns. JJs. James Jonathan. Whatever you want to call it, its amazing. And freaky fast. Although, I must say that while it is always amazing, it is not always freaky fast. When you go into the restuarant and order, yes, freaky fast. I've had my sandwich before I've even paid before. (Subway makes you pay after they make the sandwich, its a different set up). But if you call in and order this sub sandwich that is anything but sub par, it can (at times) take a long time for it to be delivered to you. I understand, they are bike messengers with sub sandwiches tucked under their arms, but dont claim to be freaky fast and then take 30 minutes to deliver me my tasty #11. Its just not right. We're hungry Jimmy Johns. Also, I tried to get them to deliver a sandwich to me in El Salvador. I even said I'd meet them at the airport. No can do. Such is life.

My love for James Jonathan runs so deep that when I was home at Christmas, I had my Mom drive 20 minutes out of the way AFTER checking my bags at the airport so that I could get one last #11 and eat it on the 20 minute drive back to the airport. I'm quite certain my mother thinks I'm crazy, but at least she is supportive of the craziness. That's something. Really. Thanks Mom. I have officially been 70 days without a JJs sandwich. Assuming my math is right... and thats not something I'd really put a lot of faith in. BUT my NEXT JJ sandwich will happen in approximately 100 days. LOVE. JOY. theres just not words to express a number 11. But this is JJs attempt: Fresh sliced turkey breast, applewood smoked ham, provolone, and tons of lettuce, tomato, and mayo! (A very traditional, yet always exceptional classic!). I'd like to point out that the website provides a picture of the #11... on toast. really? Come on, JJs. I've never had my #11 on toast. Ok maybe once, but I was mad and made them fix it. That was a JJs in Edmond, OK (where things are known to go wrong) it wasnt the one by Pimp My Hair. The one by Pimp My Hair would never do that. The bread makes the sandwich. Sorry to say, their photo department failed. Also, the #11 is called a Country Club. Its pretty much the most country thing about me. And also, its not your typical club. its not cut into little triangles with frilly toothpicks. Its a real sub sandwich.

Happy Eating!

love, tree