My favorite bread is now a thing of the past...


This past Tuesday, I had a remote from the Subway in Owensboro. I arrived early for my broadcast and decided to order some lunch. I ordered my Italian BMT on Honey Oat, my sub of choice for almost 15 years because change is scary. Upon the words "Honey Oat" leaving my lips, I was informed that "We don't have Honey Oat." Excuse me? You don't have Honey Oat? Oh, they must've meant they didn't have any ready. No big deal, I could wait. When I conveyed my willingness to wait for them to pop some Honey Oat bread out of the oven, the sandwich artist™ informed me that it was discontinued. As in gone forever. I'm not saying I'm not OK with this, but this song was inspired by how I felt hearing this news.

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Subway was done carrying the greatest bread known to man? I looked around the restaurant, looking for any sign of Honey Oat's existence. Every mention, sign, and evidence was completely gone. I then started to question myself: Did Honey Oat ever exist? Was the delicious blend of honey and oats and bread just a glorious figment of my imaginiation? Did The Matrix now have me? So many questions with no answers.

Well, that's not completely true, someone did ask about honey oat on Subways official Facebook page. Here was what Subway had to say:


The date on that clearly says September of last year which means I was living on borrowed Honey Oat time. I guess the Subways around here decided to keep it around longer than everywhere else. That time has past. I don't know what I'm going to do from now on. I tried Italian Herbs and Cheese bread but it did nothing for me. I guess I can just go back to regular Italian bread, but it won't be the same. Maybe nothing will ever be the same. I don't know who is to blame for this decision, but I'll just go ahead and blame Jared. He deserves it.