Jersey Mike’s, a fast-casual sub sandwich franchise with more than 2,500 locations open and under development nationwide, has a long history of community involvement and support. Started at the Jersey Shore in 1956, Jersey Mike’s serves authentic East Coast-style subs on fresh baked bread – the same recipe it started with over 60 years ago. The company’s mission is to bring its customers the highest quality, freshest made sub in the industry and give back to the communities in which it operates.
New Jersey–based counter-serve sandwich chain serving jumbo subs filled with cold cuts & toppings.
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Instead what I got was barley any meat, no cheese, and extra oil on top of the fact that the lettuce was old as well as the tomatoes ( check images ) I paid $43 for two giant subs that were made like this. What a waste of money. I couldn’t call last night because my order was delivered right before they closed. I tried calling this morning and when I press 7 to try and speak to someone the phone just disconnects after I make the selection. Terrible experience and for the amount of money that I spent on these sandwiches I definitely want my money back or my sandwiches replaced. If not I will be contacting corporate about these very sad sandwiches.
Italian sandwich, lots of meat.
Asked if they could heat it up?
They said: we don’t do that!
Even at a 7eleven they will do it.
Not coming back, sorry…
Now let me tell you, Ashley isn’t just an employee—she’s the Beyoncé of sandwich artistry. She greeted me like I was a long-lost war hero returning from a sandwich-less dimension. I asked for a #13 Mike’s Way and she nodded like she knew the secrets of the universe. The way she layered the meats? Precision. The lettuce? Fluffed like clouds. The vinegar and oil drizzle? A Michelangelo painting in liquid form.
She handed it to me like she was knighting me into the Order of the Hoagie. I took one bite and briefly forgot my name, where I was, and why I ever ate anywhere else. I think I saw colors that don’t exist on the visible spectrum. I don’t even know if I paid or just floated out of the building carried by sandwich-induced euphoria.
Ashley, if you’re reading this: thank you. You are the chosen one. Jersey Mike’s, give her a crown. Or at least a gold spatula.