Except for the opening Woody Allen comment on the Earl of Sandwich (""He freed us from the hot lunch. We owe him so much""), this is an unremarkable collection of a few appropriate specialty items (the Reuben, Croque Monsieur, ""Arnold's Benedict""), many tasty standards, and more than a handful of forgettable fillers. Several, like the New Orleans Muffuletta, require advance planning but most need fairly routine assembling. There are suitable suggestions for lunch, brunch, picnics, cocktails, and teatime, both familiar and innovative. But in her zeal Borghese goes overboard, improvising willy-nilly; why serve gazpacho and piperade as sandwiches when they are better served in traditional ways? Better than bologna but not quite fresh enough.