Since I was a little girl I have loved tomato sandwiches. An elderly Chinese neighbor made me my first tomato sandwich and every time I make one for myself, I see her smile
I remember her reaching for a slice of white bread with her fragile fingers and placing it on a little white plate. Then she held a butter knife, scooped mayonnaise from a small bottle and spread it on the bread until it covered the entire slice. Then two slices of tomato were carefully placed on top then one piece of manoa lettuce. A slice of avocado next then another slice of bread went on the top. Then she reached for a cleaver, aimed for the middle of the sandwich and cut down slowly.
There, now there were two triangle pieces on the plate next to a tall glass of milk. As I picked up the first half I saw the tomatoes dripping with juice and the mayonnaise oozing out so I took a bite of my first tomato sandwich.
Simple, delicious and still my favorite...