The school lunch from Hell: A story in two parts

these are the meals that shape us into who we are today

Hi, clowns!

Oh, man, the post from earlier this week made me question exactly what your families have been feeding you your whole lives. If you watched your step-grandpa making an iceberg salad topped with pancakes and Spam, tossed in a mayonnaise-based dressing, and then finished off with pancake syrup, I feel like you’d grow up having had more questions than answers regarding your childhood.

For today’s paid-subscriber post, I asked Davida to scroll through your other replies and pick one of these other gems to try, then write about.

Out of all of them, she zeroed in on one in particular: a school lunch. (For sure I thought Davida would pick the ketchup and ham pie mentioned by

Jarathen

, but she said that one “sort of made sense” to her.)

This recipe involves a particularly creative mother who liked to make reader

Rachell

special sandwiches for school.

Man, these weren’t ordinary sandwiches, either. If my mother made me stuff like this regularly, I think I would have dropped out of third grade.