Subway — Restaurant in Surrey

"The HarSimran Special: A Sandwich Sensei’s Masterpiece

It was a day like any other—or so I thought. I strolled into Subway, expecting a regular sandwich experience. Little did I know, HarSimran, the sandwich maestro, was waiting for me. The man. The legend. The sorcerer of subs. I was in the presence of a sandwich sensei, and I didn’t even know it yet.

As soon as I stepped up to the counter, Simran gave me that look—the look of a sandwich Gordon Ramsay about to create culinary magic. Without missing a beat, he grabbed the Italian herbs and cheese bread (obviously, because HarSimran doesn’t play around). The way he handled that bread, you'd think it was a sacred scroll passed down through generations of sandwich artisans.

And then the mistress of all decisions came: the toppings. I tried to tell him what I wanted, but HarSimran, the maestro, already knew. It was as if he could see into my soul and understand my deepest sandwich desires. Turkey? Yes. Crisp lettuce? Absolutely. Tomatoes so juicy they could be mistaken for gourmet produce? Naturally. He wasn’t just building a sandwich—he was creating a masterpiece. Every layer was placed with the precision of a skilled sorcerer, conjuring a spell of deliciousness.

But the real magic happened when HarSimran, the legend, approached the sauces. This wasn’t just a drizzle; this was pure artistry. Honey mustard, sweet onion, and a sly splash of chipotle southwest came together in perfect harmony. As he applied the sauces, I could almost hear the faint sound of applause, as if the sandwich world itself was bowing down to this Gordon Ramsay-esque creation.

When I took that first bite, time slowed down. The bread? A fluffy, herb-infused cloud. The fillings? Balanced to perfection, with every bite delivering a crunchy, juicy, saucy explosion of flavors. It was as if my taste buds were witnessing a symphony performed by a sandwich maestro. I was speechless, standing there, holding what could only be described as a sandwich of destiny.

Final verdict? 100/10. HarSimran isn’t just a sandwich maker—he’s a sandwich sensei, a sorcerer of flavor, and quite possibly a long-lost relative of Gordon Ramsay. I’m convinced that this man has unlocked the secrets of the sandwich universe, and I’m forever grateful. If you haven’t experienced a sandwich crafted by HarSimran, then you haven’t lived. Trust me—get yourself to Subway, find HarSimran, and prepare to have your sandwich expectations blown out...

I’ve visited this Subway location a few times, and unfortunately, I’ve consistently felt uncomfortable with the way I’ve been treated. The staff don’t appear welcoming — in fact, I often feel as though I’m being looked at as an inconvenience rather than a customer. On my recent visit after a long time, the experience was no different. I was met with cold expressions, unclear communication, and very little willingness to guide me through the menu.

As someone who regularly visits various places where the staff are polite, respectful, and helpful — it’s disheartening to see such a contrast here. Good customer service isn’t just about making a sandwich; it’s about how you make the customer feel. Especially for someone who may not be familiar with the full menu, a little patience and clear communication go a long way in creating a positive experience.

I hope the team here receives some feedback and training on customer interaction. A friendly attitude and respectful tone can make all the difference in encouraging...

I’ve been going to subway for lunch for years, and this is the worst subway experience I’ve ever had. First off, the vegetables looked disgusting. I skipped half of my usual ones because I didn’t want food poisoning. When the worker made my sandwich, she distributed all the toppings completely unevenly; it was like she had never made a sandwich before. The siracha on one side was way to much, while the other side had virtually none. When I asked for salt and pepper, she basically emptied the whole container on my sandwich. I took half the remaining veggies off my sandwich after getting it, hoping to get as much S&P off as I could, but it was still basically all I could taste.

I’m never...