There's a specific kind of sandwich Kirara-chan makes for me sometimes.
It's in a long bread-roll, with a cut down the middle so it won't explode while it's baking. Six or seven different kinds of flour go into the roll, so it's heavy for it's size. The crust is crunchy- each bite of it is like a sudden flock of screeching birds in your head, crunching and chirping. The taste is- sweet, once you chew it, but that first bite is buttery and filling.
It starts and stops with a layer of cheese. Its sheep's milk cheese, mildly flavored usually, but sometimes Kirara-chan rolls the loaves of cheese in mixtures of herbs and spices, or mixes the cheeses outright with other things. The dried berry and nut mixture is very nice, but a little odd on a sandwich; my favorite is the basil and rosemary coated flavor.
Lettuce- crunchy and wet and so, so refreshing. Like a cool drink of water on a hot day. Bean sprouts; tart, wholesome, intensely vegetal.
A layer of the thinnest, finest cut roasted lamb tenderloin; juicy, savory, unctuous, that taste that tastes of meat and happiness.
A special sauce she won't teach me how to make.
But never tomatoes. She grew adorable chibi-tomatoes for me, packs them separate from my sandwich; a little box of them for me to eat any time I want. So good. But never a tomato slice- no matter how fine- is to be found on my lunch-time sandwiches.
I think if there were tomatoes on my sandwiches for lunch, I'd be content with calling it what she does.