Stopped here while traveling. the "gourmet sandwiches" in the name of the establishment is false advertising at best. I got a BLT. How do you eff up a BLT? cold microwave bacon and cold doughy bread. Even my dog wasn't interested and he eats cat turds. Another thing to note, and this could be unrelated but after eating here I had to sit in a car for hours near death from the most vile farts you can imagine...courtesy of my lover and Jimmy johns Italian sub. at least that's my speculation.