I was nursing a reasonably painless hangover today in the wake of some going-away drinks for Kate last night, but it was notable enough to get my stomach whining for something dense and indulgent, preferably with more grease than I might usually want. You know how it goes. So I ended up with a meatball sub from Bostone. It definitely hit the spot, but for some reason ordering the subs over there seems to be an incredibly lengthy process. Even when it’s just a matter of spooning some meatballs from a vat and into a roll, I always seem to end up holding everyone else up with my order while the folks behind the counter crank away laboriously at the sandwichery. What’re they building in there?