If you ever go, remember this: expect a big sandwich. Bring cash. Bring patience.
Don’t wear white. That butter stains. Trust me.
And when you take that first bite—the one with the big claw meat and the buttery bun—you’ll understand. You’ll get it. You might even smile.
Then you’ll check your wallet. And you’ll laugh. Because you just spent $38 on a sandwich. And you’d do it again.