Glorious, sunset-hued sweet potatoes, simply sliced and hand-cooked in small batches – jackets on, of course. A smattering of sea salt? Don’t mind if we do.
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Glorious, sunset-hued sweet potatoes, simply sliced and hand-cooked in small batches – jackets on, of course. A smattering of sea salt? Don’t mind if we do.
The sweetness of tomato with a subtle kick of spice.
Gloriously unadorned but for a casual dusting of sea salt.
The burly kick of cider vinegar; the subtle yet satisfying sting of sea salt.
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