I loved this book because I’m a post-menopausal married woman with grown children who had to deal with the decline of elderly parents and I totally get where Rocky, the main character and narrator, is coming from.  I picked up the book because I grew up spending two weeks every summer in a rented cottage on the Cape. I found her point of view refreshing and hilarious and spot on. I get how she can love her husband deeply and ponder what it would be like to be divorced and living alone. I laughed and cried with her. 

The story isn’t set in Sandwich, like I thought it would be. The author says it’s in a generic beach town on the Cape and seems further out based on the places the family went to like the National Seashore and the Rail Trail. I believe the title’s significance is about the struggles of being part of the “sandwich generation”, of having to deal with your own emotions while taking care of both the young and the old. She also describes the familiar ritual of making and packing sandwiches for the beach which evoked memories of the inevitable crunch of sand in our teeth while eating them.  I understand why other reviewers didn’t connect with Rocky but I sure did.