Some days I am somewhat intelligent and certain Americanisms just make sense. For instance, I generally roll my eyes whenever I hear someone compare something really nifty to sliced bread, but today I abruptly realized that yes, sliced bread is totally bitchin'.
The genius is right in the name: sliced.
Pita bread? Impossible to cut, and ergo, leakage of pita juices onto a person's favorite zippy. English muffin? Forget about cutting that with enough precision to ensure even toasting.
And since sandwiches are the most exulted of all bread-related meals and require two sections of similarly sized bread to accomplish sucessfully, I'd have to say that sliced bread is in fact, the best thing.
The genius is right in the name: sliced.
Pita bread? Impossible to cut, and ergo, leakage of pita juices onto a person's favorite zippy. English muffin? Forget about cutting that with enough precision to ensure even toasting.
And since sandwiches are the most exulted of all bread-related meals and require two sections of similarly sized bread to accomplish sucessfully, I'd have to say that sliced bread is in fact, the best thing.
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