Umm. You’re arguing for the sake of argument.
Everyone knows there’s cameras at red lights. Look up.
Cameras are everywhere.
I believe those cameras are to switch the lights for first responders that have their emergency lights on.
Oh. Come on. They are to catch people who run redlights.
They get your license plate number. Scads of info on those.
Oh come on yourself! Sheesh!
Red light cameras are rare. In a lot of places they are illegal. Something about due process, and “money grab”.
AND, even if every corner has a red light camera (spoiler alert: they don’t!) it’s a long leap to say “they” are recording every plate that goes through the intersection.
If cameras everywhere recorded every car that went by, there would be no unsolved crime.
Philly knows hoagies.
South Philadelphia is the heart and soul of hoagie culture. When you’re in search of the finest hoagies—aka subs—you head straight to South Philly and visit iconic spots like this one.
Having grown up in and around Philadelphia, I know this all too well. But for the past forty-odd years, I’ve been living under Florida’s relentless sun. I’m tired of the endless sunshine, combative HOAs, and subpar subs from chains like Subway and Jersey Mike’s. So, I’ve decided to sell my house and return to Philly this summer. I’ll happily brave frostbitten winters and even a bit more crime for the chance to once again savor authentic hoagies and cheesesteaks “wit”!
Because Beck needs some data, red-light cameras are only in 23 states. Within those 23 states, the places with the most are Chicago with 350+ and NYC with 164. (NYC just passed a measure in October 2024 to increase that amount to 600 by 2027.)
Considering that NYC has 13,543 intersection with traffic lights, even in the places that have cameras, they are still pretty rare.
If the criterion is “number of options,” sure, Netflix is likely the winner. But as I said, the criterion was wanting “to watch something” in particular, that “Netflix has discontinued making available.”
As for Subway: it was okay (back when I used to go to them). I always thought the bread was overly-sweet, though.
(I don’t do fast food anymore, both for budget reasons and for immune-system reasons.)
Looks like they were just bought by Blackstone, so this ranking may slip soon…
And Subway/Jimmy John’s are both owned by Roark Capital.
Amen, brother. I live in Philly suburbs and wouldn’t be caught dead in any of these shops. Any deli will make you a better sandwich. The whole time reading this, I’m like, “You poor people. You don’t even know what you don’t know.”
@sinaptics - I’ve had this thought from the start of the thread - but I’m based in the UK so (I thought to myself) maybe it’s just a different world, and I don’t understand. So I’m so please you posted that. I feel less like an alien puzzling over the habits of Earthlings now.
Yeah, there are Subways all over the place round here (south of London) but I would never dream of going in one. We have independent (or small local chain) sandwich shops, bakers, delis all over the place too, and in the main they are extremely good - and as cheap as, or cheaper than, Subway. It baffles me that Subway exists.
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It sounds to me like there is literally no reason for you to have a Subway.
To me a Subway is where you go when you have no better option.
AFAIK they were the first sub sandwich business to go nationwide. They’re the default of that particular fast food genre, just as McDonald’s is for burgers, or Taco Bell for Mexican, or Panda Express for Chinese.
Yeah but I believe @Treppenwitz was wondering why they exist there. And how they can stay profitable given the competition.
That’s how I read it anyway.
Similarly, New Haven, Connecticut has the best pizza in the world and yet someone is ordering from Pizza Hut, Domino’s and Papa John’s stores. There’s no accounting for taste.
Edited to add, part of the reason is the good stuff can be expensive and the chain restaurants can be cheap, especially if they’re running a special or you’re using an app.
That’s the only reason I went to Sonic today.
Corn dog sale.
I’m certain some fancy ass chef somewhere makes the ultimate corndog.
But it aint my Sonic corndog.
That inexplicable taste, umm old grease, not too old, saltiness and a hint of onion rings having been fried in the same cauldron approximately 4 orders ago. Cheap yellow mustard. Heaven, I tell you, heaven.
I account for my taste.
Everyone should.
The heart wants what the heart wants.
There’s a cardiologist joke in there somewhere. Especially since we’re talking about greasy fried stuff.
And hey, I am NOT knocking Sonic corn dogs! They’re legit one of the few things I miss, having moved to Michigan.
Eh. We got but one life to live.
I had a Canadian Club at Subway today for lunch. It was delicious!