I am currently in Germany, and enjoying the country emensly. One side effect of my time here is that I have come to discover that a certain cliche I have heard my entire life is, in fact, erroneous. Whoever came up with the phrase, "the greatest thing since sliced bread," has obviously not spent much time in Saxony, wherein one may stop by the local bakery and purchase various rolls and loaves of fresh-baked bread, then go home to one's own kitchen where he or she indubitably has an electric bread slicer to cut just the right amount of slices the right side for whatever meal was at hand. So, after experiencing the pleasure of personally slicing my fresh and wholesome bread, I pose this query: is it really the greatest thing since sliced bread, or is it perhaps the saddest thing since sliced bread?
