My morning routine includes watching the denizens of Philadelphia battle the dreaded Philadelphia Parking Authority on Parking Wars. The never-ending battle of motorists dodging tow trucks and parking tickets play in the background as I dress for work. I admit that I have been more mindful of my parking habits because of my guilty pleasure.
During the holidays, The Mister indulged my obsession and watched along as person after person received tickets while popping into a hoagie shop along 22 Street in the East Falls section of Philly. The shop, Majors, was bustling on the show. Ticket writer Shawn issued tickets like lottery tickets, cautioning people they would receive a ticket even if they were just running in to pick up a sandwich. The motorists shrugged him off, returning with their sandwiches all the while singing the blues about their tickets. After clowning the people, The Mister began to search for the hours to the shop and suggested we have hoagies for lunch.
For out-of-towners, a hoagie is the Philly name for a submarine sandwich. A hoagie is a sandwich on a long roll, the preferred bread is Amoroso’s. Mayonnaise is spread on the roll and then topped with freshly sliced deli meats and cheese. Tomatoes, pickles, shredded lettuce, and peppers top the sandwich. A splash of oil can be added to complete the meal. It is the perfect lunchtime meal!
The ride was a quick one from Upper Darby. Even with holiday shoppers, I was able to make it to the shop in twenty minutes. I circled the block twice to find a spot (I was not about to pay for a ticket) and we then went into the store.
The store is small, reminiscent of the corner store I spent my allowance in as a child. The aisles are stuffed with canned goods and snacks. The cashier area is cluttered with everything from bagged candy to cold weather accessories. This is a strictly cash business. In the deli area, two women work with a timing that allows for them to create the hoagies quickly. One lady slices the meat and cheese, the other places the toppings of choice. We were able to get three sandwiches (my sister managed to place an order), chips, and two drinks, and a pack of cookies all for TWENTY ONE DOLLARS! I have never purchased this much food from my normal go to hoagie place so inexpensively.
We sat in the car eating our lunch, hoping to see Parking Wars in action. Alas, everyone was mindful of lurking ticket writers.
Majors has been in business for 35 years. The way the sandwiches tasted, they should be in business as long as Parking Wars runs in syndication heaven.
Next time on the blog: find out how you can avoid PPA headaches!
Tell me, have you ever been inspired by a television show to travel to eat? How far have you ever traveled to get a meal?