Station 7
Named for the firehouse. It has been on this board since at least 2009 — long enough that people stopped hearing a name and just started ordering lunch.

Neighborhood blogs were writing about our sandwiches back in 2008. We were already here, on this block of 20th Street, making lunch for whoever walked in.
Stay in one place long enough and the neighborhood starts turning up on your menu board. Ours is covered in it.
Named for the firehouse. It has been on this board since at least 2009 — long enough that people stopped hearing a name and just started ordering lunch.
One of our sandwich makers built this one for himself. It ran off-menu for years, made for whoever knew to ask, before it finally earned a spot on the board.
March 2009
He disappeared off the sidewalk overnight. Two reporters had seen him going down the street on a skateboard the Friday before, and by Monday the neighborhood blogs were running it like breaking news.
He came home that June, left in a box a few doors down. Someone called the shop to say he was back.
A sign gets stolen. A neighbor gets returned.
Still on 20th Street, seven days a week. Everything is built when you order it, exactly the way you ask for it.