Growing up in the 80s, Oscar Meyer bologna (pre-sliced from the round plastic package) was pretty standard fare in our house. My mom also had an old school hand-crank grinder she would use to make ham salad or roast beef salad out of dinner leftovers, although we kids wouldn’t touch it. Olive loaf, however, was a treat I only got at Grandma’s house! No idea why my parents wouldn’t buy it but I always enjoyed it when visiting Grandma. She served a wide variety of old-fashioned lunch meats, actually, but olive loaf was the only one I would eat. I remember my (pickier) siblings eating a lot of cheese and potato chip sandwiches at her house!