Massachusetts has a very specific way of making a sandwich. Subtlety can wait.
Around here, asking for an Italian sub and getting a polite little layer of meat between two pieces of bread would probably feel like a personal insult.
The classics come stacked, salami, ham, mortadella, capicola, roast beef, provolone, whatever the counter is known for, then get dressed with the usual suspects and wrapped up like somebody actually expects you to be hungry. And there’s something wonderfully old-school about it…