On Monday and Wednesday nights, I have to commute to Nampa and take classes through Boise State University at Columbia High School. Boise State sold their official building to the College of Western Idaho and moved all their Nampa classes to Columbia.On those nights, I try to grab food before class so I'm not completely starving and distracted by my hunger. I'm a little bit of a food snob, so I refuse to eat fast food if I can really get away with it. I'm driving down Garrity Blvd looking for something, and there literally is nothing else.
Then I spot this sign:
So I pulled in really fast and decide to try something new. It is really tucked back there, so I wondered how much business he could really get in such a secluded spot.
I walked in to a very empty room. Straight ahead, there was a tall and skinny man sitting behind the counter eagerly waiting for me to come up to the counter. I felt like I couldn't turn back. So I walked up to the counter and told him I had never been there before.
He proceeded to show me the menu. There are hot subs, cold subs, sandwiches, pitas and salads. Another food snob tendency that I have is bread. I refuse to eat white bread. I asked him if he had wheat bread and he said all they had was white. I got the point, he is a very simple kind of guy.
I ordered a wrap and it came with a choice of chips, potato salad or antipasto salad. I chose the antipasto salad.
I sat there as he hand mad everything. He even had made the antipasto salad, I watched him mixing away in a small bowl adding the amount of italian dressing, vegetables and spices that he seemed fit. I figured out that he was Greek. After I saw his business license on the wall with his name on it, I really knew he was Greek.
After thinking for a moment, I jumped up and looked at the menu again to see what came on the wrap. Immediately I noticed the word MUSTARD. I asked him if he hadn't gotten too far if he could skip the mustard. He looked up and I knew that he had already put mustard on the wrap.
I told him that it was okay and that I would eat it anyway, but he insisted on making me a new wrap. I felt bad because it seemed like this guy might barely be making ends meet considering how small and empty this, if you could even call it a restaurant, was.
Overall, I enjoyed his kindness and encourage everyone to experience and support this very small business owner. If you're picky, this place is not for you as the food is not anything but ordinary. The thing that really grabbed me was how a business so small could still be in business. The man was extremely kind and I plan on bringing Matt with me to try the place.
I tried to sneak photos of the restaurant on my cell phone without seeming weird, but it didn't happen.
Anyway, I felt the need to share my experience with you, though I cannot explain how it really was. You'll just have to go and eat there for yourself. Support small business!