A sandwich that contains all aspects of a large dinner.
For instance: With a roast/Sunday dinner, one may put mashed potato, carrots, roast potato, chicken (or whatever meat you have) and possibly a Yorkshire pudding.
The kinds of Grandwiches are endless.
Bill: Man, I just chowed down on the most epic Grandwich!
Bob: ... Grandwich?
Bill: Yeah! The sandwich of all aspects; The Grandwich! It is legion, it does not forgive, it does not forget. Expect it.
When you are watching Football (Usually the JMU Dukes) with your home boyz from Glen Allen and decide to set up a slip n slide. Since it’s the Richmond metro area, the only thing you have to put on it to help slide is pimento cheese and northern neck ginger ale. The resulting greasy man pile at the end is a Grantwich
Grantford: let’s set up the slip n slide out back.
Richardo: I’ll grab the pimento cheese and this northern neck gingerale to lube it with.
Home boyz: weeeeee!!!!! (Crashing and piling up at the end shirtless and greasy)
Grantford: This is the best Glen Allen Grantwich we’ve ever made!!!!
Fogey/fogy /fougi/ sl. (early 18C+, orig. Scot) old-fashioned, stuck-in-the mud.
Person with old fashioned ideas which he is unwilling to change: Come to the disco and stop being such an old fogey!
You think me an old fogeyand an old tory, his thoughtful voice said. I saw three generations since O’Connel’s time. I remember the famine. Do you know that the orange lodges agitated for repeal of the union twenty years before O’Connel did or before the prelates of your communion denounced him as a demagogue? You fenians forget some things. (James Joyce, Ulysses. Penguin Books,1992. p. 38)