once, i drunkenly shambled into subway and ordered a steak and cheese sub. it was the goddamned best food i'd ever eaten. but because of the booze induced haze i was in, i can't remember what extra ingrediants i asked for that made it so fooking good. after numerous attempts and a pretty penny spent trying to duplicate it, i have come to the conclusion that on that fateful night, the greek god Foodicus was smiling down upon me to bestow the work of art on my stomach. unfortunately, it was only to happen once. (tear.) 🙁