Subway

A little weird location as it shares an entry with a hotel (Auberge La Ripaille I think).
After a week or so traveling about Canada it was refreshing on the taste buds (and the pocketbook) to find a Subway. The staff were excellent and went out of their way to make sure we got the right sandwich.
While I ordered the old standby Chicken Bacon Ranch on Italian Herbs and Cheese (try saying that in French), the taste was oddly better than in the US. The chicken was not processed and cubed, but instead had real texture and grill marks that were not painted on. Even the pieces were irregular as if some human and not a machine cut them up. And the cheese tasted like, well, cheese. Don’t get me started on the bacon. Those Canucks know bacon. Man, do they know bacon. Of course the bread was made the same Subway way, but it too tasted a bit different. With a belly full of familiar food and good olé Coke a Cola, I couldn’t help but wonder if maybe there’s a downside to our litigious, germ obsessed, over regulated food industry. Maybe in our US collective focus on food purity we’ve lost what’s most important: taste. Burp… What another walking tour of old building. Yeah I’m coming.
Bravo Subway Sandwich makers of Quebec City. Bravo Subway Corporation for spreading into our northern neighbor.
PS — What a conundrum for Subway to sell their trademark product ($ 5 footlong) in a country that uses the metric system.