Checking Out Moochie's...Good Food!

We finished our staff meeting at noon (I thought it might go longer...) and members of my team found ourselves standing in the parking lot wondering where we'd go for lunch.

"How 'bout we eat at Moochie's?" someone said.

I'd never heard of Moochie's, but I've found that when someone recommends something or someplace, it's usually a good thing. And when other people chimed in and agreed they'd like to go there, too, I was in.

We arrived just after noon. Usually, that's the worst time to go someplace to eat because of the crowds. Turns out at this particular location of Moochie's, crowds slowed things down not a bit.

"I've never been here," I told the youngish worker. She smiled and said, "Well, our Philly Cheesesteak Sandwich is a big hit."

"Then I'll take it!" Of course, I did not yell that, but I did say it enthusiastically. I got fries and a drink to make it a meal, and before my cup almost ranneth over, they called me name--my sandwich was ready. I give them an A+ for punctual service. 

I noticed when I picked up my food they had several bottles of condiments. I chose the "Jumpin' Jalapeno Sauce" and their special brand of fry sauce. How was the sandwich? Pretty good. I'm no expert in Philly cheesesteak sandwiches, so I can't say if it is better/worse than most. What I can say is I enjoyed it very much. My sandwich came with all the fixins and it was good. It's a meal I could and would order again, if given the chance.

There are four Moochie's restaurant in Utah, three in the Greater Salt Lake area, and one in Utah County. None are close to where I work, where I spend most of my time while in Salt Lake City. That's probably a good thing--best not to eat at a place like this too much. However, if I find myself with a group of people (or even by myself...) and the question of "where should we/I eat?" comes up, there's a good chance I'll suggest, "Moochie's."

That Sandwich Shop...What Once Was

Back in 2013 I worked on a computer program re-build team. Our building was downtown and the small group of us were pretty tight, sometimes going to lunch together. One day we had a meeting at a building on the west side of the city, out by the airport. After, we wondered where we could go to lunch. It was suggested we go to a small place out by the building called, That Sandwich Shop (you can read about my blog post on it: HERE...)

We stopped for lunch.

And I loved it!

Granted, I'm a sucker for a good sandwich and they delivered.

Fast forward four years and I found myself transferred to that same building where we had our meeting back in 2013. As far as places to eat, there's not a lot of options that don't involved driving. That doesn't really work for me because I usually take public transportation to get to work. I was excited about the small sandwich shop, though when I found out about the transfer. And it's one of the few places within walking distance.

Even though I went there before, I wasn't quite sure where the place was. I remember it was white and small and on the main street. After a few times looking for it, I finally noticed the building. It was That Sandwich Shop no more. 

It's closed. No more sandwiches from them.

Today I ventured out into the crisp December air and I walked by the old shop. Apparently a fire closed down the place, and if you know for sure why it closed and I'm wrong, I apologize. I wish I could have visited more, tried other items on the menu. But I suppose that's life. One day I'll no longer show up at my building and do my work. It will happen. The question I have is, will I wish I could have visited more? Time will tell.