It's all about your outlook on life.  It's all about what you make it ... Scratch that … it's all about the BREAD.  Seriously, was there ever any doubt?  Did anyone  really think that you could trump the warm, crunchy, soul-satisfying pleasure that comes from a great sandwich ... on even greater bread.  So as I got the GRUB-suggestion from my buddy Tony F., I knew it was only a matter of time when I took a journey down Melrose … avoiding the hipsters and starlets … and going straight for the GRUB-spot, where the name says it all.

And boy, was it spot on.  Baking it up fresh every 30 minutes, the guys at AATB (if it wasn't their nickname before, it is now) are dishing out some pretty heavenly bread to house their dangerously tasty Italian subs.  We went for the turkey (as we always do) and made sure it came loaded up with everything …. provolone, Italian dressing, shredded lettuce, crisp tomatoes, and the real topper of all toppers, spicy giardiniera peppers.  But as they tried to warn us, it really is all about the bread.  It's crispy, it's bubbly, it's crackly, it's savory, it's slightly sweet and all around amazing.  It's sort of like when you hear that some prisoner gets nothing but bread and water and you say … SWEEEET.

We hit them up with our GRUB-mate Joe I., who went for the roast beef, and our veggie loving GRUB-wife who opted for a build-her-own veggie with … and I quote … "Give me every veggie you have!"  Needless to say, it was a good time had by all.  The Mexican cokes were flowing, bags of sea salt and vinegar potato chips were popping … enjoying it all on a long communal wood table that was momentarily taken over by smiles and mouthful grumblings of "damn … this is good."

So check them out and tell them THE GOOD GRUB sent you.  But please … for heaven's sake … remember, it's not about the car you drive … or the size of your wallet … it's all about the GRUB in your face and the BREAD in your belly.