Should We Not Eat at Subway?

The strangest thing happened recently when I walked into a Subway restaurant to order a turkey sub.  After my sandwich was made what seemed to be a healthy way with lots of vegetables and no mayonnaise, I was offered chips and a soda.  I declined both saying that I'm always trying to lose weight and be healthy.

The woman working behind the counter, who had kind eyes, told me not to eat the bread on my sandwich if I wanted to lose weight.  I was taken aback because she was an employee telling me not to eat the food I had just ordered and now had to pay for.

I asked her to clarify her advice.

"You're telling me not to eat this sandwich and instead order a salad?"

"No.  Just don't eat the bread," she said as she looked at me with serious eyes.  She didn't encourage me to order a salad.  Instead, she basically said don't eat at Subway.  Her eyes said it all.

It's true that I agreed with this lady not that long ago after I read a post from the Food Babe about the ingredients in the Subway bread.  I mean, who wants to eat something made with an ingredient also used in yoga mats and the soles of shoes?  As I understood it, that problem had been fixed.

Since Food Babe's story was posted earlier this year exposing the ingredients in Subway's bread, I stopped eating there cold turkey.  I've only eaten a couple of sandwiches at Subway since that happened, but I was hoping they were no longer putting awful ingredients in their bread.

But when this EMPLOYEE of SUBWAY advised me not to eat their food, it made me question what she was really trying to tell me.  What was going on behind the scenes?  What was going on with the ingredients in my sandwich?  Had my bread fallen onto the floor before it was made into a sandwich?  Talk about an appetite killer.

I stumbled across an article listing 4 Foods That May Shorten Your Life.  On that list is processed meat.  The only thing I could think about was the processed meat used on my Subway sandwich.

So sorry, Subway.  But I'm done.  Our love affair was consistent years ago when I took my kids to soccer games and baseball games.  I unknowingly fed my sons your bread hundreds of time when we were rushing between games and practices.  But enough.  First it was the ingredients in the bread and now a current employee has advised me not to eat there.

Unlike a marital breakup, this feels like a good breakup.  I'm breaking up with Subway for good and taking my own advice.  Eat at home.

If I have the need for a homemade Philly sub, I'll just have to wait until I fly back home to Pennsylvania where the bread and the subs are homemade from scratch with fresh ingredients. Maybe Subway should take tips from the Amish and mom and pop shops across Pennsylvania.