paris sandwich - shoulda known better

so I was walking around chinatown and chanced upon this place; heard about it but I don't remember what; I figured in my chowish-ness that I might as well see what it's about it. supposed to sell banh mi but looked like a bright yellow HK-style franchise place. I walk inside; lo and behold, it's a bright yellow HK-style franchise place. actual digital cash registers, professionalism, racks of baguettes behind the cashier, but no banh mi or fixins in sight. No middle-aged ladies gossiping while stuffing fresh sandwiches, just a long narrow space with the counter in front. I place an order for the paris special (the typical combo) and am told to go towards the pickup counter in the back.

I step back and that's where the assembly area is, except there's no assembling going on. there's a pimple-ridden adolescent who lifts a curtain underneath the bread toasters where they've stacked dozens of sandwiches, and not more than 20 seconds after I placed my initial order, I'm walking out the door with a cold sandwich in my hands. I knew this was gonna suck, but I went for it anyway; cold soggy bread, pathetic fillings, nothing fresh, and just sitting around for a half-a-day; pretty much the worst banh mi I've ever had (and I've ordered them from pho restaurants, so I've definitely had some bad ones). I threw away one half of the baguette, ripped the other half in two, and had myself a double-stuffed bad banh mi half, which equated (only in terms of quantity, and nowhere near in terms of quality) a half a sandwich from the jade store place less than a block away.

ya, this place sucks and the yelps pretty much say the same. besides, who cares, I'll trek it to ba xuyen anyway.