Subway sandwich dates

It's that delicious tingle in my mouth from Jalapeno peppers, the smell of pickle and the salty taste of Monterrey Cheddar bread that draws me to a tuna Subway sandwich.

Prepared fresh, to eat fresh, the sandwich is what I consider one of the only health-conscious food on college campuses.

The best part of the foot-long delight is sharing it with a significant other.

My sandwiches went through life chapters.

* I used to share them with my friend R, who went to school with me freshman year. We often met up for lunch and triumphed through lunch-picking, ingredient shopping and munching.

* Then I went through a sister-sister bond with the sandwich, sharing my sandwich with fewer spices.

* And now I share the sandwich with my husband, who doesn't like a lot of fast food. I successfully convinced him to give up oily McDonald fish-fillet's for a fresh tuna sandwich.

I can remember a few times we have shared our meal:

While I was pregnant I secretly craved a sandwich for the life of me, although my doctor preferred me to be on liquids at that time. We took the chances of me puking out my lunch. It was a good risk.

After giving birth and being left on scarce meals, I was hungry! My family made meals; mushy rice with vegetables, which I didn't particularly like. One day my sister-in-law asked if I wanted anything to eat, and I quickly said no, making a mental note to send my husband to a Subway.

And today, we shared a refrigerated Subway sandwich.

It reminds me of our journey through parenthood - starting with pregnancy, to the delivery room, to after birth. What a beautiful journey with the tuna Subway sandwich.