Food Particles

Flossing with braces helped me appreciate the huge variety of food debris I accumulated in the typical meal. I’d say food particles, but that implies small, partly-masticated, microscopic, you know … particles. These babies are more like petite-fours or finger sandwiches. Talk about saving something for later. A man could live an extra week on all the good grub I can now pack around. The only difference between me and a chipmunk is that I have the same storage capacity, but mine comes with its own filing system. Before the advent of non-stick cookware, it was common for recipes for scrambled eggs to describe the number of eggs to prepare as follows: one and a half eggs for each guest and one for the pan, because that’s how much would stick. I find myself thinking that way with the food I eat. By my third Chicken McNugget, I’ve filled in all the cracks and some of the food actually gets swallowed.