When I was around 12 or so,
I used to love to make a couple of bologna sandwiches
with plenty of yellow mustard, take them to the couch and
read a book while eating them. Slowly. In precise order.
First the crusts. Then carefully the sandwich was squared,
and little nibbles were taken from each edge of the sandwich
square till that last great bite was left!
There is a certain bologna-mustard ratio taste that will bring the
childhood bologna sandwich memory right back.
Great books too.. Hardy Boys, Trixie Belden, Combat!, Three
Investigators, Tom Swift, All About....., and the classics of
And the couch had arms that were perfectly wide enough for the book
and a sandwich. I loved lunch!