About

When I was small, I never had a nickname. The closest thing I had to one was my ENTIRE name which, when used, was a sign that I was in quite serious trouble with one or both of my parents.
As a young man, I took a job loading trucks at a steel company. The company driver, who remains one of the most prolific swearers I have ever known, had a personal policy to never refer to anyone by his or her given name, preferring to give them an obscure nickname that was his alone.
Willie, the driver, subjected me to an exhaustive multi-day line of questioning about every facet of my personal likes and habits. It became somewhat of a game between us and I admit to a bit of pleasant satisfaction when, on a cloudy Thursday, Willie christened me "Bosco," springing from my childhood fondness for chocolate milk, especially the kind made from the dark chocolate syrup of the same name.
When it came to creating a blog to publish my sammiches, I thought about what to call it...and I thought of Willie's name for me...born of a long search through my childhood...which, as it happens, is when I began to love sammiches.