A classic in our home was egg salad in a hot dog bun with a big chip for a sailboat.

Coronation chicken salad and Radis Tartine is what I'll always remember my mother for.

My parents are from Connecticut and always made the Grinders from their childhood. Crusty bread drizzled with olive oil, hard salami, provolone cheese, tomato seasoned with salt, pepper, and oregano, and crispy lettuce. Makes me think of home.

My mom made me, at my request, a yellow mustard, green onion and salami sandwich. I was probably around 7 or 8 years old, and have loved them ever since....in fact, posted recently on my blog about them: livingaloudallowed.wordpress.com

My Mum used to make marmite and cress sandwiches, which I still adore. My Dad makes excellent peanut butter, cheddar and apple sandwiches which are just excellent. Much better than his banana sandwiches (white bread, mashed banana and salt), which make me feel a little nauseous just looking at them.

My mom makes the best tuna sandwiches, or cheddar cheese and orange marmalade finger sandwiches, and also Filipino adobo sandwiches!

My mom liked marmite and peanut butter. And peanut butter, jelly and cottage cheese. My dad used to make fried egg sandwiches. I remember them very fondly! And grilled cheese. And grilled peanut butter and jelly! (It's delicious - I don't really eat sandwiches any more, but I make this one for my little boys.)

No sandwiches growing up for me. Lunch was leftovers from dinner (stir-fries with rice). I got made fun of a lot. When I asked my mom for a sandwich for lunch, to feel more "normal", she made me one using char siu, Chinese bbq pork. I got even more made fun of, especially as the little pieces of pork kept falling out. I never asked for a sandwich for lunch again.

Mine were pretty standard sandwiches growing up. PB&J, ham and cheese, etc. Occasionally we would have BLTA (minus the L for me!) and a mean roasted chicken salad that my mom made. I was always a fan of a good tuna salad as well.

Haha my mom was a very busy working mother. I had oscar mayer bologna (plain - I didn't like condiments) on white bread, an apple, one chips ahoy cookie and a carton for milk for lunch every day of elementary school. I don't think I've eat bologna since...

My mom absolutely hates sandwiches. Something about her eating them too often in her own childhood. But, my dad makes a MEAN fried meatloaf sandwich which I still request when I see the little brick leftover in their fridge. I mean seriously, so good.

Ooh, meatloaf sandwiches! That brings back a lot of memories. Mom would make a big enough loaf so we could have sandwiches the next day. I've carried on the tradition.

Green olives and lebaneh (drained yoghurt) on pita bread - yes the kids teased me, but it was so good. Okay, want one now.

Every time I see or smell bologna, I think of the sandwiches of my childhood... Don't eat it any more, and don't want to, but somehow the smell brings back fond memories..

For school lunches my brother would ONLY eat pb&j, so my mom would just make it for both of us. After 6 years of pb&j everyday (I started making my own lunch in high school) I was sick of it...I've only just now started eating them again. My parents are teachers though, so during the summer when we were all home, they made great lunch sandwiches. My dad's egg salad and my mom's grilled ham and cheese were the best! For some reason my brother would eat these during the summer, but as soon as school started again it was back to pb&j....its baffling.

My mom made bologna sandwiches on white bread with ice berg letter + some mayo which was my favorite childhood sandwich. I'd also add a few potato chips for crunch and salt.

Thankfully, I graduated to real meats like roast beef and turkey and whole grain breads, although I still do chips if I have them. My dad made us fantastic blts for dinner sometimes.

My mother made terrible sandwiches! My sister and I ate peanut butter and honey on dry, heavy whole wheat bread from the health food store (we called it "dirt bread") for YEARS. We loved it when my father went to the grocery store and came home with the forbidden bologna, which we'd have on raisin bread with yellow mustard and iceberg lettuce.

pb and j during the week and friend bologna with ketchup on white bread on Sundays were the standard growing up (mom packed school lunches, dad was in charge on weekends), and I longed to be included in the "grown up" lunch on Saturdays, when my aunts came over and dined on tuna salad on whole wheat, potato chips, and diet pepsi!

I don't really remember my parents making my lunches for me, I usually did. I made Peanut butter, jelly, and lettuce sandwiches, which I still love. I remember always asking for pita bread so I could make pita pocket sandwiches. Those were good. But I either made them myself, or had school lunch.

I ate and loved pb&j as a kid. Smooth peanut butter with raspberry preserves almost every single day from 1st grade through graduation, with a grilled version on weekends. My family makes fun of me quite a bit for my love of such a simple sandwich but I don't feel there is anything more comforting then it.

Every summer, after my Dad would harvest his tomatoes, he would make free BLTs for the entire neighborhood. There would be a line around the block! They were the BEST sandwiches in the world!

Ha, STH and I must be siblings or something. I grew up on pb and honey sandwiches, which were alternatively sticky, gummy, and disgustingly sweet (the honey would soak into the bread, making one side all soggy). While those harken back to many, many packed lunches and hikes and whatnot, I have little nostalgia for them.

My dad would make fried bologna from time to time - just pan-fried bologna with American cheese - and THAT sandwich makes my stomach grumble thinking about it, even though I have no desire whatsoever to go run and pick up a package of bologna. I think it was more of the frequency of the sandwich-making - I never got tired of fried bologna since it was so rare, but pb and honey is like a special kind of torture (that requires roughly a half-gallon of milk with every sandwich).

Butter sandwiches: just white wonder bread and butter.

white radish on buttered vollkornbrot, and my Oma made amazing tartar on brotchen with onions

Per my request, my mom would make me a sandwich of peppered salami, cheddar, and honey mustard on soft, floury white farmer's bread. But really, all her lunches were great - I could barely zip up my hello kitty lunchbox with all the food she packed me each morninf - all the way through high school. Between one of those ginormous cans of Arizona green tea, a thermos of leftovers and an ice pack, I coulda knocked someone out with the thing!

I always loved a hot ham and cheese, especially if there's an onion bun involved. I still love these, though it has never been a make-at-home item.

Peanut butter was a staple, though I'd eat it with tomato or cheddar cheese rather than jelly (and still do). Pimiento cheese, egg salad. Deli ham with American cheese, yellow mustard and some pimiento stuffed olives from my Grandmother.

Uh, margarine and bologna.

My dad made the best sandwiches out of leftover spaghetti! Sandwich bread with a thin smear of butter topped with cold spaghetti and maybe a bit of parm cheese. I always looked forward to these almost as much as I looked forward to the spaghetti!

Cold, left over spaghetti!
Fried bologna with ketchup!
Thin sliced, cold, left over meatloaf with mustard!
Peanut butter and crispy bacon (occasionally with sliced banana).
Mom also liked butter with sprinkled white sugar on white bread.
My dad liked fried Spam sammies....
I wasn't a fan of either of these.

Spicy Hungarian salami, mayo, strong cheddar cheese on toasted pumpernickel bread. This was my Dad's specialty!

Some of my favorites were:

Balogna with with mayo, mustard and cheese
Orange marmalade or strawberry jam with cheese-whiz
Meatballs or meatloaf
butter and condensed milk
Ham, egg and cheese (triple Decker)
Egg or chicken salad

My favourites were meatloaf (unusual in the UK, I imagine), tinned salmon dressed with vinegar and dairy lea with cucumber. My Mum also makes an incredible croque monsieur.

After my parents separated I would look forward to going to my dad's house every Tuesday evening. One reason being I would wake up to him making the same lunch in the toaster oven each Wednesday morning:

Two pieces of bread with slices of cheddar cheese layered between vegan bologna (we're vegetarians), and thick slices of tomatoes. Shove in the toaster until the bread gets crispy and charred and the cheese is thoroughly melted.

It was so delicious I don't think the sandwich ever actually made it to lunch time.

I can think of three:
1 - Peanut butter & jelly with potato chips IN the sandwich (so good);
2 - Butter and jelly sandwiches; and
3 - That tinned corned beef mixed with mayo

I haven't made any of those "on my own", but I remember them fondly!

As a child: PB&J, grape jelly, creamy peanut butter.of course.

As an adult: post-Thanksgiving turkey with dressing and gravy. Is there really anything better than this? I submit that there is not.

My dad still makes the BEST loaded sub sandwiches in the world. Pretty much everything but the kitchen sink.

Thank you to all the posters reminding me that I am in need of a meatloaf sandwich, stat.