March 11, 2006

Hallelujah Hoagie: Religious consumption of The Coppula

Every Saturday I eat the same thing. It is not out of habit. It is not because I am relatively poor (although I need not worry about the price). It is because I dearly love The Coppula Hoagie.

Hoagies are my thing. I've loved them since I could order my own toppings at Subway (black olives, please) or when my mom would roll down the car window and buy one from a fireman selling them precariously in the middle of Main Street.

However, there isn't a hoagie like a Coppula's. Anywhere. Believe me, I've tried. They could start a hoagie monopoly with that place. I'd keep coming though.

I just bought one this afternoon at their shop in the Mount Pleasant Plaza. The family-owned restaurant, while covered in 70's paneling and splotched with artificial flowers, is a charming little nook, filled with the owner's golf memories and older gentlemen patrons that smile at me when I come in. That's kind of gross, actually...Oh well, for this lunch ($2.95, by the way), I could take any number of old-man smirks and even a few whistles.

While Coppula's has traditional Italian dishes on hand for lunch like pasta fasul or wedding soup (the Italian is redundant--I don't think they even put it on their signs), I order the hoagie every time. It's all my mother's fault. We'd buy two and my sister and I would share one. I remembered licking the olive oil from my fingers and wanting a whole one to myself. I eventually did, but I was very full. Sated, I believe is the right word.

What is this legendary hoagie, precisely? Well, I'm glad my invisible reader asked. It's salami, ham, sandwich pepperoni, lettuce, onion, always-ripe tomato, garlic and olive oil on a homemade Italian roll--I think. I've already eaten half of a hoagie before I even realize it. Dissection, after all, is about depreciating the value of the whole experience, and I chose not to do so on any occasion.

Posted by Amanda Cochran at March 11, 2006 12:40 PM | TrackBack
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Dear Amanda , I still love those sandwiches, they truly are the best. I remember when you and Katie were little we got our lunch there a lot. You both would tottle in and talk to Mr. Coppula , he always made a fuss over you both , and still to this day when I see him he always ask How's the girls!!! Those are very good memories , so when are you going to bring me one home !!!! Huh you're making me hungry!!!!!

Posted by: mom at March 11, 2006 7:47 PM

Dear Amanda , I still love those sandwiches, they truly are the best. I remember when you and Katie were little we got our lunch there a lot. You both would tottle in and talk to Mr. Coppula , he always made a fuss over you both , and still to this day when I see him he always ask How's the girls!!! Those are very good memories , so when are you going to bring me one home !!!! Huh you're making me hungry!!!!!

Posted by: mom at March 11, 2006 7:47 PM

Dear Amanda , I still love those sandwiches, they truly are the best. I remember when you and Katie were little we got our lunch there a lot. You both would tottle in and talk to Mr. Coppula , he always made a fuss over you both , and still to this day when I see him he always ask How's the girls!!! Those are very good memories , so when are you going to bring me one home !!!! Huh you're making me hungry!!!!!

Posted by: mom at March 11, 2006 7:48 PM

Dearest Amanda , This is your Mother again .If someone would show me how to do this , you wouldn't have got three copies !!!! love always your Mother

Posted by: mom at March 11, 2006 7:52 PM

My mum and computers... Love ya Mommy.

Posted by: Amanda at March 12, 2006 6:29 PM

Haha, hilarious...

I thank you for having taken me to eat one of these delights that one summer. Oh, how we need more summers like that one!

Posted by: Karissa at March 12, 2006 6:59 PM

Could you send me one? Holly sends me Dunkin Donuts coffee. Love you

Posted by: grammy at April 15, 2006 10:19 PM
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