ABSTRACT
FORTUNES are made in the City of London out of sandwiches, yet to the average household a sandwich is merely two slices of bread
and butter and a piece of ham palmed off in a hurry on those who desire to picnic, but the proper accompaniment of a sandwich is not the schoolboy's ginger beer or railway station coffee, but a glass of champagne, or some of the excellent white French wines which at present are cheaper than beer.
