I am beginning to think that here in the US we do lunch all wrong. It has become a heavy meal eaten on the run with little time to consider the mid-day, much less the meal. It need be nothing more than a crust, a leaf, and glass of wine. I am becoming convinced that man needs sleep more than food in the middle of the day. A piece of cheese a bottle of beer and a twenty-minute nap would solve more of the problems of industry, politics, and the church than all the pretentious martini lunches, or fast food gut bombs ever will.