I remember that mom would love to go to a certain high-class bakery and deli in Cairo where she would buy four or five types of superb cold cuts, three or four types of French cheese, and at least two types of crusty, tasty bread. She would take all of this bounty home, and would put together a platter to die for. Then she would sit down and merrily make her favorite sandwiches for herself: a TUC cracker (similar to Club crackers) with a layer of cream cheese, a layer of peanut butter, and a layer of mayonnaise.
I know that this makes no sense at all, but that is what she did.
And sometimes she even added a layer of butter.
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