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One of my co-workers gave me a bag of tomatoes she had grown in her garden. I'd been using them in bits and pieces of things, kind of half-hearted even though they were Jerseys and I wait all year for these bastards. Cut one up for a salad for the Engineer and I, another one for a cream cheese and tomato omelette. Nothing exciting.

Tonight, after a post on food_porn about tomato sandwiches, I was reminded of the ones my father used to make for me when I was a wee Tara. So, after being heavily inebriated for the entire night, I decided to make one.

My instructions are very specific:

- Maier's Italian bread, toasted
- mayonnaise, for one piece of bread
- light covering of butter, for the other
- entire fist sized tomato sliced thin, but sturdy enough to hold its shape
- kosher salt
- cracked black pepper
- cayenne pepper

GODLIKE I TELL YOU