È un bicchiere di vino con un panino, la felicità. Happiness, as we know from Al Bano’s song “Felicità”, is a glass of wine with a sandwich. But the word “sandwich”, with its soggy connotations of cling-filmed little miseries, squashed at the bottom of a backpack, has nothing to do with the panino of Italian tradition. It might be in focaccia (or in Florence, schiacciata), it might be in rosetta, it might be in—perish the thought—a baguette. Whatever it is, it is certain to lift your spirits.