L. read one of these entries about my mixed tuna sandwich feelings and made me a super-fancy tuna sandwich in Encinitas. I followed her directions exactly, plenty of olive oil and kalamata olives, arugula, wrapped the sandwich tight in foil and put something heavy on it, ran downstairs to put my laundry in the washing machine, came back upstairs and ate it and it was delicious and now I understand: the tuna sandwich. What a splendid idea.