Year of Eating Differently (107): Double J's, Charlotte Street

They've got a 'License to Fill', apparently. There was an absolute din from the workmen over the street demolishing a building, and it's freezing cold, so I feel something akin to shell-shock at the moment. Have a toasted ciabatta with mozzarella and sundried tomatoes to make up for it. And some crisps. Hardly unique, eh?

What may mark this out as something special is how many staff there are. There were four customers in the shop including me, and about six people in bright orange t-shirts with 'D-J' printed on them - since I can only assume that Double J is already an abbreviation, it seems a bit much to contract it further.
Normally, the ciabatta will be mozzarella and sundried tomatoes and something else. Not so today, and as a result it's certainly lacking something. Lacking excitement, joy, surprise, or at least some basil leaves. So in future, please remember that a sandwich is best if it has 3 fillings. Not less, not more. So perhaps that lack of anything special is something special about Double J's.