Next on the list was Subway’s Oven Roasted Chicken sandwich. As many of you recall, I am not the Subway loyalist like most of America seems to be. But considering the fact that they have more restaurants than Chaz Bono has psychiatrists, its only natural to give their grilled chicken a go.


I won’t waste too much time on this sandwich, because it was quite uneventful for me. Probably one of the first meals I’ve eaten in a long time that I went on auto pilot for. Mindlessly munching and finishing the sandwich without even a nary mental note. If we all become robots and eat the mush that seems to be portrayed in youth boarding schools, this is what we’ll eat.

Subway’s sandwich tasted blander than dry wheat toast dipped in glue. The only oven this chicken ever saw was clearly marked microwave. And by the way, where the shit’s the meat? Photographic evidence of the chicken breast is harder to find than the Hamburgraler’s rap sheet. But despite being indescript and uninspired, the Oven Roasted Chicken isn’t even close to as bad as Wendy’s ultimate mess. Amassing 320 calories and only 5 grams of fat, I give 1 star for Subway’s broke down yum log. 
Subway Oven Roasted Chicken Sandwich: 1/5

Subway Oven Roasted Chicken Sandwich: