It was one of the first things that hit me when I read the word, "oddity." I'm not surprised it has a relation to food. I am a food connoisseur after all and one of the things I love most about food is a variety of texture. So when I eat my sandwiches it might not be a far off idea that I like to eat them with chips. Not too much more of a stretch than that is that I like to eat those chips on my sandwich.
The best sandwiches to eat with chips are turkey sandwiches. Smoked turkey, a little mayo, glob of spicy brown mustard, cheese. Layer salty mounds of classic Lays and you get lunchtime genius. You can’t eat them on PB&J sandwiches. That kind of stick sweetness doesn’t deserve the pricked bite of potato chips. It has to be turkey.
When I eat one, I prefer to smash the entire sandwich in my fingers first, feel the crisp potatoes give way through the soft, cool slices of bread, softness not unlike pinching the edges of a new plush throw. It’s almost therapeutic hearing the sound of the chips crushing in my palm, like grinding grit on a smooth curb with the heel of your toe or pounding dead leaves into scraps. There really is no easier way to upgrade the taste of your sandwich. It brings both a crispness and a well-balanced saltiness to the sandwich, as well as a dry texture that compliments really well against the slick slide of mayo on your tongue, or the cool chew of turkey.
It’s weird but I’d suggest it to everyone. Even my sister eats her sandwiches this way now.
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