Thank you for this journey and trip down memory lane!
I’m at least a decade older, but how things changed in Singapore in that decade! There was no tuna in my 1960s childhood (and no backpacks, and you didn’t bring food to school!.)
The closest were sardine sandwiches with chili and onions that somehow only turned up at birthday parties!
I first had a tuna sandwich when we moved to D..C in 1970, and they mixed in raw celery which put me off tuna sandwiches for years…
I was raised on those same soggy, unrefrigerated tuna sandwiches. Today can’t get enough of them, though prefer the bread toasted. So—should we go to Patsy’s for the anthropology or avoid like plague?
Thank you for this journey and trip down memory lane!
I’m at least a decade older, but how things changed in Singapore in that decade! There was no tuna in my 1960s childhood (and no backpacks, and you didn’t bring food to school!.)
The closest were sardine sandwiches with chili and onions that somehow only turned up at birthday parties!
I first had a tuna sandwich when we moved to D..C in 1970, and they mixed in raw celery which put me off tuna sandwiches for years…
That was beautiful
Really good writing…..reading was a pleasure .
A fellow Singaporean
LOVE IT
I was raised on those same soggy, unrefrigerated tuna sandwiches. Today can’t get enough of them, though prefer the bread toasted. So—should we go to Patsy’s for the anthropology or avoid like plague?
It's a genuinely impressive operation the way Eastern Standard was. Quality at a scale I find almost unimaginable. Plan to drink beer, though.
Damn it, now I want a tuna sandwich…
Were you reading at bedtime again?
No, waiting for dentist appointment, actually.