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Showing posts with label Jimmy John's. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Jimmy John's. Show all posts

Monday, June 3, 2013

My first Unwich experience

There are a lot of things to love about Jimmy John's. Tasty food. Free delivery. Funny commercials. Thinny chips. Salt and vinegar chips. The Vito (that's an  Italian sub with salami, provolone, capicola, onion, lettuce, tomato & Italian vinaigrette). The hot peppers that are so hot I order them, let the juice soak in and then take the actual peppers off before eating the sandwich. And of course the bread. Oh, the BREAD. 

I don't know what it is about Jimmy's John's bread, but it is soooo gooood. It also has a lot of carbs, which I'm trying to cut back on. Plus, without the bread, the calorie count for a Vito falls to 340 from 600 calories. So today, I decided to give an Unwich a try. For my first experience, it was decent. I'd give it a 7 out of 10. Some of that was JJ's fault. Some was my own. 

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Those are not my man hands. I didn't take a before pic, so I had to Google one.


I ordered a #5 Unwich, the Vito, with no onions. I got a #5 Vito with onions. I was so distracted by the new unwichian adventure that I forgot to order hot peppers. (I had it delivered, so I couldn't take it back to make it right. Although, if I was in the store, I probably would have let #1 & 2 slide anyway. It wasn't that big of a deal.)

 photo Unwichrules_zps0a9316ec.jpgI knew I'd seen signs at JJ's before about how to eat an Unwich, so I Googled it just to school myself on the proper technique. It seems the cardinal rule is DO NOT UNWRAP THE UNWICH.

Then, I UNWRAPPED THE UNWICH. Yes, I did. I know I shouldn't have, but I did. The lettuce was sticking out the end kind of floppy and it just seemed awkward to eat it all wrapped up. Plus, I didn't want to get a biteful of paper. (For what it's worth, I unwrap my Taco Bell, too.) Once I had it unwrapped, then it was really awkward to eat. So, I got a plate and cut up my Unwich to eat like a salad. 

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Functionally, it worked pretty well that way. Flavorfully, I kept thinking how much better this salad would be with a little more dressing and a side of that delicious Jimmy John's bread. And I knew that in about 2 hours I was going to be hungry again, which turned out to be right on the money. 

Speaking of money, when you order an Unwich, they charge you the same amount they charge for the sandwich. That seems kind of like a crock. That's like saying the bread is free, which it's not because if you try to buy the bread by itself, it costs 50 cents. So it seems like an Unwich should be at least 50 cents cheaper. 

Maybe next time, I'll just order the regular Vito (no onions and add hot peppers, please), then dump the guts onto a plate to eat with a fork and save the bread for the kids or to freeze and make garlic bread with later. I would also make sure I had some fruit or Thinny Chips to go with it.

Do you wish you had an Unwich?  

Friday, April 8, 2011

Late to the party

I really need to get into the habit of writing my Friday Fragments throughout the week so I'm not so unfashionably late to Mrs. 4444s Friday Fragments party.

Mommy's Idea

Tardy or not, here goes:

Thank you all for your support regarding my mother-in-law's illness. I realized that I've never updated here. Although we had originally been told it was a matter of days, she is still with us, which has meant that Mike's been able to go spend several days with her and we'll probably all head down there again soon. 

Last weekend, we were given the same news about my grandmother. She is 87 years old and was hospitalized a bit unexpectedly. We thought she was going to go to a nursing home, but she took a turn for the worse, was largely unresponsive for several days and a transfer to hospice was arranged for last Monday. My uncle went in to see her on Monday morning, touched her arm and said "Mom, it's John." Boy was he shocked when she opened her eyes and plainly said "Well, hi John! How are you?" By that afternoon she was sitting up in a chair and eating yogurt. 

The above situations clearly indicate that the secret to immortality is being related to me! 

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In the category of "just how dumb can people be?" -- On Monday, there were crazy thunderstorms in our area. I looked out my office window to see two men up on the roof of the 2-story house across the street, trying to lay down tarp. Crazy, I know, and you wouldn't find me up there in a thundering, lightning downpour, but I guess if they were trying to cover a leak I can understand. What I couldn't understand, when I looked out again a few minutes later, was that they had a KID up there with him. He was easily only 10 or 11 years old. On a two-story roof. In the rain. While thunder and lightning was all around. I wanted to call the police. Others in our office said it's not a crime to be an idiot parent. But if he had fallen off that roof and I did nothing, I would have been sick forever. So I called the non-emergency number. By the time the police got there to "check the child's welfare," all three were safely down, thank God.

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PhotobucketYou know that big thunderstorm? Well, no one in the office wanted to go out for lunch on Monday (and I'd left mine sitting in the fridge at home), so we decided to order something in. We were thrilled to find out that the downtown Jimmy John's would deliver to us. Boy, did I feel awful when the delivery guy showed up. He had ridden his BIKE more than 2 miles in that storm to bring our lunch! If I'd known it was bike delivery, I never would have ordered. So some so-fast-it's-freaky props to Paul, sandwich deliverer extraordinaire!
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Two thumbs up for lessons learned. I got a call from the school nurse yesterday that Charlie had been hurt on recess and that she thought we might want to get his arm x-rayed. Of course I didn't get the call right away because I'd left my cell phone at home and when she called the office, I was out to lunch. But when I returned the call about an hour later, she said she'd bandaged it and he went back to class. When I got home, he was sitting on the couch (yes, MY couch), which is pretty unusual for him. So, having learned my lesson from a few years ago, I didn't give him the "I think your fine" speech. Instead, I took him for x-rays. And this morning, I took him to school sporting a new red cast...
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Have a great weekend friends!