The Perfect Tunafish Sandwich

Published on 1 July 2008 in Real Simple

The summer I was seven, my parents and I drove from New York City, where we lived, to the tiny rural town of Quechee, Vermont, to visit friends. My dad’s car was an ancient Volkswagen Beetle, white, convertible, with cracks in the floorboards and red vinyl seats whose sticky scentand rough texture I still vividly [...]