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Late-night gold rush
The other night I started craving a sub long after most civilized folks are on their way to slumber land. "Don’t you want a sandwich?" I sneakily asked my other half. Of course he hadn’t been thinking about a sandwich at that time of night, and we had just eaten dinner a few hours before. But I started to list ingredients–cheese, tomatoes, turkey, chewy bread–and he was caught like a deer in headlights. When I mentioned that we had a coupon from a place that delivers really late at night, it was a done deal. By the time I got the menu out and we started reading the fillings of sandwiches that Silver Mine Subs offers, it was all over but the ordering. The names of the sandwiches reflect the mining theme seen in the name of the business. Silver City is loaded with salami, ham, cheese and other fixings, and King Bullion has both roast beef and turkey breast. Other than the somewhat cute names, the menu’s got what you would expect to find at any sub shop from here to Maine. (And just in case you are on a long road trip and have been keeping the coupon flyer under your seat and get a craving for a Steam Engine meatball sandwich with mushrooms and green peppers halfway across the country, the back of said flyer shows the delivery area of Champaign, Ill., in addition to Greeley, Fort Collins and Boulder.) You can choose whole wheat or white bread and pick from a list of veggies to top your sandwich. Mushrooms are a nice touch; I especially like the sliced pickles, but could happily forgo the sprouts. If ever there was a vegetable invented to be annoying, it was the alfalfa sprout. Possessing the texture of hair and the flavor of dirt it redeems itself not at all in my eyes. Needless to say, we did not order sprouts. Their minimum order price for delivery is $5, and they charge 50 cents per delivery. Considering that the sammies are pretty inexpensive (the priciest one being a whopping $8.81 and the cheapest a low $2.83) and we were using a coupon, I opted for a large pickle to come with our order. It was 84 cents and put our late night meal up over $6. When our eagerly awaited snack arrived, we dug into the bag voraciously. The small–5-inch–turkey and assorted non-sprout veggies on white bread was snuggled in the bag next to the medium–8-inch–veggie and cheese on wheat. The halved pickle was wrapped in white paper and was letting off a delicious aroma. As it turned out, the pickle was the best part of the snack. It was big enough to share, tangy and flavorful and definitely dilly. The sandwiches were fine, even pretty good for a midnight delivery, but really nothing special. The bread was a little too soft, a little too un-chewy. The toppings were fine and generous, but not exciting. I like my sandwich meat sliced almost paper-thin, and the turkey was cut thick enough to have a good amount of texture. But everything was fresh, and we ate our way through all of it. Against what every diet guru and sleep specialist says about eating late at night being bad for you, I like eating something before I go to bed. I have a hearty constitution and usually don’t suffer any ill effects from filling my stomach just before turning in. It must’ve been the pickle, but after eating these subs I had some crazy dreams filled with bizarre and startling images. Luckily that’s another great thing about being married–you have someone to wake up and share your nightmares with. And have another snack while you’re at it–Silver Mine delivers until 3 a.m. Silver Mine Subs
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There are many great things that can be said about marriage. You don’t have to go to family weddings alone. There’s someone to rescue you when you get stuck head-first in a pile of deadly tax documents. When you get a craving at 11:30 at night (especially after having started your taxes several hours earlier and gotten hung up on the flow charts for deduction instructions) for a cheese sandwich and a pickle, there’s someone else to help make up a snack order for delivery. And when it comes to bonding with your spouse, nothing brings you together like sharing an appetite.
