On a recent day in Myrtle Beach, we decided to eat lunch at a restaurant rather than in our own kitchen. We went to the specific place we had in mind, and there were huge “For Sale” signs all over the building and the parking lot was virtually empty. This did not bode well. Had the restaurant basically thrown in the [dish]towel? We were concerned that the food, surroundings, and service might be in a downward spiral, so we drove right back out of the parking lot, and headed to the second choice on our list.
#2 was a breakfast/lunch eatery. We walked in and the waitress/manager (?) said, in a none-too-hospitable manner, “We're about to close.” So we left there, too.
Our #3 possibility was a nearby very tiny Subway. My first priority by this time was a restroom. At this location, a customer has to go outside of the store and around back to get to the restrooms — very odd. At least the ladies' room was tidy. The little dining area was neat, too.
My husband and I ordered the 12-inch Turkey on Whole Wheat. The bread was rather crusty. I prefer the softer Whole Wheat bread, but maybe Subway has changed their recipe or their flour supplier because recently the whole wheat loaves have not been as tender.
Nevertheless, the turkey, provolone cheese, and veggies were fine.
Our daughter Sarah opted for a 6-inch Meatball on Italian Herbs & Cheese. She enjoyed the sandwich, and commented that the meatballs were well-seasoned and tastier than usual.
The boss at this Subway seemed interested in operating a successful business and acted pleasant and hard-working.
Interior of the store.
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