Americans can be creative enough if they are about to make a bad meal – and I am not even thinking of their fast food chains supplying half the world with plastic equation, but for example the famous World War II chocolate:
In the worst sandwich in the world, unlike chocolate, there was no explicit goal of being inedible, just a bonus to laugh at the law during a good rest. It happened that in 1896 the leaders of the state of New York were satisfied with the constant drunkenness and immorality of the citizens, and they made a law to regulate it. The decree, named after John Raines, a Republican national, simply banned the sale of alcohol on the pubs on Sundays. (Among the biggest supporters of the law, there was also the then police officer of New York, the legendary president, Theodore Roosevelt.)
Because at that time people typically worked six days a week, and only stayed on Sunday (understand: a thorough blow), the law crossed the New York pubs. That’s what 8,000 people used to do at the time. The other tightening of the law would only have been tolerated, the 10-fold increase in the licensing of drinks (800 dollars, which is almost 7 million at today’s price and in HUF), endured an increase in the age of alcohol consumption from 16 to 18, and the banishing of pubs and churches. near schools. But Sunday’s alcohol ban was more than many. It did not take much time for the New Yorkers of German and Irish origin to start rebellion – and the resourceful pub owners soon found the loophole in the Raines Act.
The law made it possible for hotels to serve their guests on Sunday, along with meals. There was no more to drink: they were appointed to the hotel. To do this, they had to have ten of their renting rooms; they were usually arranged in the basement or the rooms of the flat on the floor of the pub were appointed as rooms. The food was served by one piece of Raines Sandwich per pub, which was placed by the bartender beside each order of drinks, and was immediately taken back. At first, the sandwich was a ham slice dipped into a shoe foot between two dry breads, but there was where a rubber slice was used, or even a pub where the sandwich between two slices of bread was a brick. Because he was not bound to be edible, they complied with the rules on paper.
Within a year, 1500 Raines hotels opened in New York. In Brooklyn, where there were 13 hotels registered before the law came into force, it was 800 years later, half a year later. And to make it worse, the pubs with minimal size and equipment have been used to boost prostitution in the city.
The law has been pushed-folded for two decades, but not with much success. They raised the price of the meals served on Sunday, raised the minimum number of rooms required by the hotels – but only made it worth the lives of real hotels, and direct people to illegal distilleries and chimneys.