[Lurkina.n.Learnin]

I get a hankering for bologna from time to time. Brings back memories of anytime we traveled when I was a kid. A loaf of bread, mustard and mayonnaise, and a couple of pounds of bologna. On the road again.

[Vigilanteman]

There were six of us kids in a 1956 Chevy Nomad after the baby of the family was born in 1962. The back seats were always folded down. The driver (usually Dad) and two lucky kids (usually my older brothers) would sit in front. The other five of us would sit on the floor in the back. When Mom wasn't trying to get some shut-eye to spell off Dad, she was usually making bologna sandwiches and passing them around.

Sometimes, we would get a slice of cheese with time. Sometimes, tomatoes (if they were in season), and sometimes mustard. But usually only bologna and mayo.

Drinks? Dad had one of those gallon jugs we put in the freezer the night before and would pass around. Mom would pour a sippy cup for the little kids, but by the time you were six or seven, you drank straight from the jug.

[Noumenon]

Braunschweiger on white with mayo. Every now and then, gotta have it. Spouse says, “Eeeeeeeeeewwwwwwwww.”

[Sacajaweau]

I do like fried baloney occasionally.

[djf]

Used to buy it in the store, like a giant sausage like 8 inches long but the regular bologna diameter.
Cut of a slice like 1/4 inch thick, slab it in rye bread and dijon mustard, pop a brew and off to the races!