Oh, sweet baby Jesus, you mentioned Bologna salad, the most nightmarish school lunch of all, during my late 70s childhood. My mom used to buy it at the butcher shop, from the deli meats/cheese counter, because both she and my dad liked it. Mercifully, she didn’t make me eat it, because the smell alone made me feel like barfing. The panuozzo sounds great, though!
Oh, sweet baby Jesus, you mentioned Bologna salad, the most nightmarish school lunch of all, during my late 70s childhood. My mom used to buy it at the butcher shop, from the deli meats/cheese counter, because both she and my dad liked it. Mercifully, she didn’t make me eat it, because the smell alone made me feel like barfing. The panuozzo sounds great, though!