I could tell you in a heartbeat which sandwich I was obsessing over around my birthday (it was the katsu sandwich from Cafe Okawari), or when I moved into my current apartment (Italian American hoagie, Palm City). But my fondest sandwich-associated memory revolves around Lucinda’s Deli & More. Two of my best friends and I stopped by for lunch on our way home from a beautiful hike at Mount Tam, and grabbed a Baja turkey, a spicy tuna melt, and a hot ham with aged cheddar pimento and garlic confit mayo. We ate them in the sun in Alamo Square, enjoying each other’s company while biting into the crunchy, ridiculously soft rolls. All this to say, Lucinda’s has a special place in my heart - not only because they’re making absolutely fantastic sandwiches, but because they remind me of sweeter days.