

Your local Greenville Subway® Restaurant at 10772 W Carson City Rd brings bold new flavors and classic favorites to guests every day. Enjoy our famous Footlongs, 6 sandwiches, wraps, and salads, ordered quickly in the app or online, through convenient delivery, in-restaurant dining, or curbside pickup. We’re proud to offer a fresh alternative to typical fast food with fresh-cut veggies, tasty proteins, fresh-baked bread, and delicious cookies. We’re also here for your catering needs. All Subway® Restaurants are independently owned and operated by business owners who employ talented Sandwich Artists™.
Casual counter-serve chain for build-your-own sandwiches & salads, with health-conscious options.
Hours
| Wednesday | 8 AM–9 PM |
| Thursday | 8 AM–9 PM |
| Friday | 8 AM–9 PM |
| Saturday | 8 AM–9 PM |
| Sunday | 8 AM–9 PM |
| Monday | 8 AM–9 PM |
| Tuesday | 8 AM–9 PM |
Address and Contact Information
Address: 10772 W Carson City Rd, Greenville, MI 48838
Phone: (616) 754-4657
Order and Reservations
Order: Order online
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Reviews
We went for the new protein pockets. We had to ask 4 times for the server to get her attention. I don’t think she could hear us because of her earbud. I actually said to her, “take your earbud out and do your job.”
If you go there for a sub, you’ll know it’s her making yours by the way the experience is different than any other.
“Olivia, Queen of the Cold Cuts and Defender of the Toaster Oven”
Listen, I don’t write sandwich reviews often. Actually, I’ve never written one. But today… today was different. Today, I met Olivia.
I walked into Subway like a sad little meatball looking for purpose, and Olivia was standing there like a sandwich sorceress, wielding a bread knife and a smile that said, “I’ve seen some things… but I still believe in a well-made sub.”
“Whatcha havin’?” she asked.
I panicked.
I blurted out, “Surprise me.”
A dangerous move. But Olivia didn’t even flinch.
She stared deep into my soul (or maybe just at my “Hangry but Hopeful” T-shirt), and whispered, “Italian Herbs & Cheese.” From that moment on, I knew I was in good hands.
She layered turkey like she was painting the Mona Lisa. She placed pickles with surgical precision. When she asked, “Do you want it toasted?” it wasn’t a question. It was destiny. That sub went into the toaster like a caterpillar and came out a crispy, melty butterfly of deliciousness.
And when she cut the sandwich? Symmetry. Clean lines. A structural masterpiece.
Olivia didn’t just make me a sandwich. She rebuilt my faith in fast food and humanity.
In conclusion:
• Sandwich: 10/10
• Olivia: 12/10
• Emotional healing achieved via mustard: 1,000/10
Give Olivia a raise, a cape, or at least let her name her own sub. I’d order “The Olivia” every day and twice on Sundays.
Let me set the scene: it’s 7:42 PM. I’m hangry. Not hungry — hangry — the dangerous middle ground where your stomach is growling and your patience is in witness protection.
I stumble into Subway, hoping for a simple sandwich and maybe a moment of peace. What I got instead… was Mark.
From the moment I walked in, Mark greeted me like I had just returned from war. “WELCOME TO THE FLAVOR DOME,” he shouted, arms outstretched like a game show host who drank one too many Red Bulls. I blinked. He winked. The fluorescent lights flickered in fear.
“What’s your bread destiny today?” he asked. Not “What kind of bread would you like?” No. I was being asked to choose my fate. I muttered “Italian Herbs and Cheese,” and Mark nodded solemnly like I had passed a sacred test.
As he assembled my sandwich, he narrated every step like a sports commentator. “And here we go! Turkey slices — precision laid, like tiny meaty bricks of protein destiny. Lettuce? Let-us do this! Tomatoes? Red discs of health!” I was crying laughing by the time he got to the banana peppers.
At one point, he dramatically pointed the mustard bottle at me and whispered, “Say when…” then squeezed in slow motion like it was the climax of a Tarantino film. I whispered, “When,” and he stopped like he had just defused a bomb. The suspense. The commitment. The condiments.
Finally, at checkout, he handed me my bag and said, “Congratulations. You just built a sandwich that could end wars.” I believed him. Honestly, I still do.
I don’t remember what I was angry about. I don’t even remember the sandwich. But I will never forget Mark.
Someone give this man a raise, a cape, and possibly his own Netflix series.
Behind the counter, Mark is more than a sandwich artist; he’s a conductor orchestrating a symphony of ingredients. His hands dance gracefully as he layers meats, veggies, and sauces, turning a simple meal into a masterpiece. The warmth in his eyes mirrors the toasty goodness of the bread emerging from the oven.
Mark’s dedication doesn’t stop at creating mouthwatering subs; it extends to ensuring every customer leaves with a smile. His friendly demeanor and genuine enthusiasm elevate the Subway experience, making it not just a place to eat but a haven of flavorful joy.
In the bustling atmosphere of Subway, Mark is the unsung hero, transforming routine lunch breaks into moments of gastronomic delight. Here’s to Mark, the culinary virtuoso who turns every sandwich into a work of art and every meal into a savory celebration.
Let’s start with the bread. Oh, the bread! Mark understands that the foundation of any great sandwich lies in its bread, and he doesn’t disappoint. Whether you prefer the soft embrace of Italian, the hearty crunch of wheat, or the subtle sweetness of honey oat, Mark knows exactly how to elevate it to perfection. Each loaf is baked to golden perfection, a testament to his dedication to quality.
Now, onto the fillings. Mark’s artistic flair truly shines here. He approaches each ingredient with reverence, treating them not merely as components of a sandwich, but as individual stars in a gastronomic constellation. The lettuce is crisp and vibrant, the tomatoes bursting with freshness, and the onions add just the right amount of bite. But it’s when he lays his hands on the meats and cheeses that Mark’s talent truly shines. Whether it’s succulent turkey, savory ham, or spicy pepperoni, each slice is layered with care, ensuring that every bite is a symphony of flavors.
But what truly sets Mark apart is his attention to the customer. With a warm smile and a genuine enthusiasm for his craft, he creates not just sandwiches, but experiences. He listens attentively to your preferences, offering suggestions and guidance to help you craft the perfect sub. And when it comes time to wrap it all up, he does so with the finesse of a seasoned magician, folding and tucking with practiced ease.
In the end, what you’re left with is more than just a sandwich; it’s a masterpiece, a testament to the skill and passion of a young man named Mark. So, if you ever find yourself craving a sub that transcends the ordinary, look no further than Subway and ask for Mark. Your taste buds will thank you.
Rolled it up so tight it was as big around as a 50cent peice.
Then I’m informed at the counter they cant take $50 and $100 bills.
Look, manager. If you want to work in the retail sphere you need to take cash. Learn to go to the bank and have enough change in your drawes to make change for cash users. Learn to not inconvenience paying customers.
There is another subway a mole away, I’ll keep going to that one.