Penn Station

I love me some Penn Station.  Delicious hot subs, and equally delicious french fries.  Sadly, the staff at the local store down in Chesterfield Valley (the longest strip mall in the U.S., by the way.  Officially.) recognize me now.  While that may seem sad and pathetic, it actually works out pretty well.  They give me stuff.  Extra fries.  Coupons.  The occasional cookie.

Tuesday night is free sub night.  Buy a sub, get a free small sub.  You should go.

*disclaimer:  I don't work there, and other than random perks I get no kickbacks for this endorsement.  I just like the food.  And since I like them, you should too.