If this sandwich was a garment it would be a pair of crushed velvet, purple loons.
The flesh of the Carbon tomato was dark and silky, sweet and smoky. I wanted to give it a sandwich to remember.
So it’s BLT with gothic twist. Rocket instead of lettuce and blackberries whizzed in the blender with Hellman’s Mayo.
A Deeply Purple Sandwich; Carbon on (the) Brown.
