This Subway on JFK Boulevard in Houston (that dingy little spot at 15655 J.F.K. Blvd) is an absolute rip-off and a total disappointment. I went in craving a simple 6-inch sub, thinking it’d be a quick, decent lunch. Boy, was I wrong.
First off, the meat portion is pathetic. We’re talking paper-thin slices that barely cover half the bread—like they measured it out with a ruler and decided “nah, that’s plenty.” I got the turkey, and it looked like someone sneezed a few shreds onto the roll. No exaggeration, it was mostly bread and air.
Then came the toppings. I asked for black olives—specifically, “load ‘em up.” The employee scoops out maybe six or seven sad little olives and scatters them like they’re made of gold. I politely say, “Can I get more? I’m happy to pay extra.” Nope. “That’s the portion,” she says with zero emotion, like it’s company policy carved in stone. Same stingy nonsense with lettuce, tomatoes, everything. It’s like they’re rationing veggies for the apocalypse.
To top it all off, this sad excuse for a sandwich plus a small fountain drink came to $11. Eleven bucks! For what is essentially a glorified bread roll with a whisper of protein and a handful of toppings. Ridiculous. Highway robbery in broad daylight.
Save your money and your dignity—skip this Subway entirely and head straight to Jersey Mike’s. They actually pile on the meat, don’t skimp on toppings, and don’t make you beg for basic decency. Way better value, way better subs. This place gets a hard pass from me forever.