I ordered the Tunisian Tuna sandwich thinking that now I just really love tuna sandwiches so I should get the tuna sandwich because a tuna sandwich was on offer. Bad move. Tasted oily and fishy, maybe that’s Tunisian, I don’t know. J. had the egg salad and looked a lot happier. Among other things we talked about why we live in New York, especially with all the oceanfront photos L. and C. have been posting lately. The plain slice I snagged for two bucks on my way to the subway is the good answer to that.