When I think of tuna, I think of being a kid.  Of schooltime lunches:  cold sandwiches packed by my mom or hot melts with cheese.  Of the multitude of casseroles my mom used to make (so many casseroles!); I remember two in particular:  a creamy one with peas and toast, and a crispy one topped with potato chips and brown sugar (they really did taste so much better than they sound).  I think of summertime, picnics and parties, and cold tuna pasta salad.  I love tuna, and for me, it’s just one of those foods that has a million memories attached to it. (more…)