I just had the best Hoagie ever in a dream. I was on the 28th floor of a skyscraper in Center City, which is a really weird place for a hoagie shop to be. But the guy making the Hoagie was really passionate about them, told me it was indeed an unconventional spot for a hoagie shop, and was trying to explain the way he baked his own bread before I woke up. The hoagies were also served with a complementary bag of olive oil and pesto crackers that were also total fire, unfortunately the brand that makes them doesn't exist in the waking world.