Matt E. Bonez here. To be honest, I was tired
of hearing bougie broads and basic bros tell me their favorite foods were
sushi, the pizza in Firenze, OMG, so perf, and the filet mignon at Ruth’s
Chris. I had to look back on my life as a former fat person and really think
about what favorite meant to me. I
came to the conclusion that my favorite type of food is subs. Every time I eat a sub, I thoroughly enjoy it. I could eat four subs a day. That is what favorite means to me. Whether good or bad, morning or evening, weekday or weekend, I love me a sub.
As a young boy rapidly growing in circumference, there was
Dino’s in Hopkinton holding me down with a variety of classic subs that Tom E.
would bring home every other night of the week.
Shout out to Bossman-It all starts here.
In Philly, I encountered true sub greatness as legends in the game like Tony Luke, Pat, Geno, DiNic, and D’Allessandro all donned their respective crowns as they cranked out the best cheesesteaks and roast pork sandwiches available on this globe of ours. Then, I returned to Boston to realize the steak and cheese sub typically sucks, roast pork sandwiches don’t really exist, and $8.00 mediocrity reigns, typically putting a smile on the face of any business bro with a button down, pleated slacks, and boat shoes haunting the Financial District on a weekday afternoon. It was precisely within this bleak, bland, submarine-sandwich purgatory that I set out to locate purveyors who cared about their craft and filled quality sub rolls with primo ingredients.
Shout out to Bossman-It all starts here.
In Philly, I encountered true sub greatness as legends in the game like Tony Luke, Pat, Geno, DiNic, and D’Allessandro all donned their respective crowns as they cranked out the best cheesesteaks and roast pork sandwiches available on this globe of ours. Then, I returned to Boston to realize the steak and cheese sub typically sucks, roast pork sandwiches don’t really exist, and $8.00 mediocrity reigns, typically putting a smile on the face of any business bro with a button down, pleated slacks, and boat shoes haunting the Financial District on a weekday afternoon. It was precisely within this bleak, bland, submarine-sandwich purgatory that I set out to locate purveyors who cared about their craft and filled quality sub rolls with primo ingredients.
Boston lacks a true iconic sub to rival the Philly
Cheesesteak, Chicago Italian Beef, or New York Pastrami. Yet, here, the Italian
rises above all others as our crown jewel. Yet this town also lacks a
definitive guide ranking and reviewing subs for the sub searcher.
So begins this blog. Along with my fellow sub expert Ry
Will, we bring you the hottest sub reviews in the Bay State.
Though I tend to skew high, I have entered the Second Epoch
of Ellam Sub Reviews, which are no longer on the 8-10 spectrum. Now, you will
find expert reviews on the 1-10 scale of Italian subs, steak and cheeses, and
select pizzas.
The standing Boston title-holders without ratings due to the
nature of the first-bite review:
Italian: Monica’s
Mercato, North End
Steak and Cheese: Al
Capone’s, Downtown
Pizza: Santarpio’s,
East Boston
For those wondering at home, I take my Italian with
everything and hots, no balsamic, my steak and cheese “wit” (onions) and
provolone, and my pizza, just cheese for reviews.
Bob's in Medford is the best I've had. I just had Dominic's in Waltham (had the Dom's Special - lots of variations to choose from) and that was fantastic. Also worth checking out is Vinny's in East Somerville on Broadway.
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