Sitting in my lap right now is a plate.
On this plate are two sandwiches.
Divided between those two sandwiches is a half pound of absolutely divine roast beef; pink and tender and fresh off the slicer. Also six slices of aged Swiss cheese. Also a dollop of horseradish sauce. All between four slices of passably decent seeded light rye.
All couldn't be righter with the world for the next twenty minutes or so...