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Sensuous Life 4

I mentioned it in passing once before, but the Mild Wife and I have been cooking things that provide food for several days at once. I'm not entirely sure that it was a conscious decision with tons of discussion in advance, but that's the routine we have settled in. So when we roast a chicken on the weekends, we eat some of it that day, and then use the rest of it throughout the week. We make broth out of the bones, and we shred the remaining meat to use throughout the week.

But how, exactly, do we consume that shredded chicken?

Well, we do all sorts of things with it. Sometimes we'll make fried rice with the chicken, sometimes we'll make tacos, and sometimes we make salads with it. There are a bunch of options. It's never quite the same thing, but cooking is much easier when your ingredients are pre-prepped and pre-chopped.

Lately, though, we've been making sandwiches with the shredded chicken. Specifically, we've been making something like a chicken salad sandwich. We can make the chicken salad in advance, and then have it however we like. We can eat it straight, as a salad, or slap it between two pieces of bread and then have a sandwich.

Now, that in it of itself is nice, but I wouldn't argue that it's part of the Sensuous Life. I mean, eating salads and meal prepping is more about time being a bit older and time management. However, there is one little detail about this type of meal that makes us both giggle about the Sensuous Life:
See if you can spot it

It's the way the sandwich is cut. I don't know why, but whenever we slice a sandwich diagonally, it just feels fancy. It doesn't change the composition of the food, it doesn't change how quickly you can consume the food, and it certainly doesn't require any special equipment. But somehow, that particular way to slice the sandwich makes it feel like the meal is suddenly a part of the Sensuous Life.

The Mild Wife and I have chuckled about this fact on more than one occasion lately, and, frankly, I don't think it's going to stop. I mean, if all you have to do to make your meal feel a tiny bit more special and add a little joy to your life is angle a knife, why not? The diagonal slice is here to stay.

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