Fatso's in Stockton-on-Tees

Working on a site down the road, I thought I'd give this place a try. It's restored my faith in sandwich shops. Often, these type of shop serve tired salad in bland bread with fillings that seem to be 90% mayonnaise, serving as edible glue to unidentifiable mush. Then, there's the big chain named after a New York Public Transport System. I find choosing the options stressful and baffling. The operative behind the counter treats me like a I'm Forrest Gump's undiscovered, less-intelligent twin. Just give me a sandwich, please. You might have gathered that I'm hard to please. I'm not. I just want decent food in generous portions, served by cheerful folks. Yes, Fatso's does this. You won't get lightening-fast, brain-dead, "have a nice day" service. The girls take their time. There's not a hint of rush, and this is just fine. No impatient stares from the John Cleese Customer Service Manual, salad tongs held vaguely like a weapon,and an undertone of "hurry up so I can get the next punter processed" Meanwhile, enjoy watching their banter with regulars, and chuckle discreetly at their occasionally zany humour. It comes free with the food. It's not your average shop.I may be back.

Called in after 1.30 to grab a jacket potato, it had been left in the oven too long & had a bland taste to it, had to leave a lot of the skin too, normally the jackets from the Fatsos chain are really good but on this occasion it was disappointing, asked whether I wanted coleslaw & I replied yes to find out that was an extra 50p for what amounted to a heaped teaspoon, wasn’t worth it. Sandwiches or meal deals are normally good.