I think I am kind of Italian. I am ALL about the idea of family. I was adopted which has something to do with my fascination, but more so I am interested in the connection and the loyalty. Family can not just mean blood, but can also mean love. Friends can love each other. Co-workers can love each other. You can love your cat. You can love your hamster. You can love your Dodge Mini van 2012. You can love Pillsbury Marble cake from Target (just sayin’). Whatever it is, it can be part of your family. And you can kill for your family… ….. ok, creepy….
Anyway, not only does my interest in family make me think I am partly Italian, but I do love italian culture. Fuuuuutbol! I love the weather. I love the Sopranos. I love all the different nick names and versions of the name “Anthony”: Tony, Antonia, Toni, Tone, Ant… I love how 2 “c”’s put together is a “ch”- sound i.e. Bocci, Tenucci,… LOVE IT!
Italian food is probably my 2nd favorite cuisine as well (Asian being numbaa 1 of course). I love pizza, pasta, red sauce/gravy, tomatoes, oregano, marinara, salamis, breads, neopalitan style, any type of fusion with Italian is good too. LOVE IT! I even like not so good Americanized or bastardized Italian foods. Whatever. I like it.
Does this mean I am Italian? My mother is crazy. I have weapons. I’d kill for my friends/family. I have somewhat of an entourage. I run my own business. I eat pasta or pizza on the reg. I talk like I think I am right. Yeah, so I am a-gonna review da Italian BMT from Subway (one of my go-to’s).
Let’s begin. Now, I am guessing, even though the Italian BMT is an old member of the Subway options, not many people get it. I DO folks. Because why? Well, I AM ITALIAN. (Remember the beginning of this blog? Geez 2014ers) Ahem. As a touring musician Subway is often the only choice with choices on the road, if ya know what I mean. I usually get the BMT because it comes with pepperoni (Love), salami (double love), and ham (capo status, but love), basically a lot of pork. Koreans love pork too. Then depending on the way I am feeling, I get lettuce, tomato, and oil or dressing all on regular bread (love always forever for-lyyyfe). This time I felt adventurous and got peppers and a little bit of cheese (lactose intolerant booooo!). Also, the “sandwich arteeest” must have had hands of steel because my footlong was dripping with oil OR he must have know I am Aiy-talian. For real though, I do love things drenched in oils especially bread.
First bite: as expected. The meat was actually a little skimpy, but I could definitely taste the saltiness of the pepperoni. I mostly could taste the tomato. The sandwich did what it was supposed to do: nourish, feed my never ending sodium craving, and tide me over until the next city. What can I say, no subway is no gourmet sandwich shop with local fresh ingredients. No, the BMT is no Cossettas, or Jersey Mikes. Hell, it is not even Jimmy Johns or Quiznos. But hey, when you need choice with choices, bada bing bada boom. Aheee-talian! Ayyyy!
The round up:
Would I buy it again – Yes
Did I finish it – Yes
Would I recommend – Why not.
rating – 7 with your choice of toppings.
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