About Tragic Sandwich

I am a lazy triathlete living in Los Angeles.


Remember when I talked about how routine is important, but disrupting the routine is, too? No? That’s okay. Here’s a link. But you don’t necessarily need to read that, because I’ve got more examples from this weekend. Mr. Sandwich read … Continue reading


For the past several months, we’ve been working to get Baguette into a certain school with a certain autism program. It’s been an exhausting, nerve-wracking process. After refusing our requests in the spring and seemingly lying dormant during the summer, … Continue reading

Book Talk: Station Eleven

Emily St. John Mandel’s novel Station Eleven is the book that really, really convinced me to stop reading post-apocalyptic dystopian fiction. Sure you might think that The Road would have done that. But while I found Cormac McCarthy’s father-and-son novel … Continue reading

Santa Barbara: The Good

Back again from Santa Barbara, which has become our summer tradition. It’s not that we aren’t willing to travel anywhere else, it’s just that Santa Barbara is so nice, and so easy–easy to get to, and easy to be in. … Continue reading

Cars (Not the Movie) I Have Owned

My family (mostly) buys new cars. Mr. Sandwich’s (only) buys used ones. My theory? It depends on what you can do with cars/if you know a good mechanic, and how long you’re going to drive the car. And also why … Continue reading