The phrase "a slender slice of" is correct and usable in written English.
It can be used to describe a thin portion or segment of something, often in a metaphorical sense.
Example: "She took a slender slice of the cake, careful not to disturb the delicate frosting."
Alternatives: "a thin piece of" or "a narrow portion of".
I liked a slender slice of swordfish ($19) with herbs and tart capers, but an overcrusting of walnuts overpowered a delicate fillet of branzino ($19).
A welcome relief from the current parade of Neapolitan pizzas, PeteZaaz, a slender slice of a shop in Prospect Heights, Brooklyn, offers expertly done pizzas that break the traditional mold.
A small dice of lovely port aspic festooned a slender slice of slippery foie gras (cold), pricey at $21; and mesclun salad had a subtle scent of pear, sliced almonds providing crunch.
NATASHA, PIERRE AND THE GREAT COMET OF 1812 A slender slice of War and Peace, told in period language with period garb but accompanied by contemporary technopop music that scans the centuries and somehow speaks equally to fans of Rodgers & Hammerstein, Sondheim and Spring Awakening.
Its slender slice of personal computer sales is less than 4percentt in the United States, and its share of the global market is even slimmer.
Several luxury homes notwithstanding, including those in Shark Key, the chain is at its most rustic here, with slender slices of land offering unparalleled views of the Atlantic on one side and the Gulf of Mexico on the other.
I never tire of tea-smoked duck ($10.95), with its lacquered, rosy skin and moist, mildly smoky interior, but even better is the tea-smoked pork with leeks ($10.95), in which slender slices of pork as smoky as bacon are beautifully paired with tender leek greens and tiny black beans the size of sunflower seeds.
Even in the middle of this urban turmoil, there's a slender, snowy slice of street in front of a trolley car that draws the eye to a moment of contemplative serenity amid the tumult, a direction that Bellows approached more often in his later paintings.
Swanberg focusses on a narrow slice of reality, a slender patch of urban-postgrad turf, but he observes it intimately and passionately; few intellectual characters speak as articulately, and elaborate their feelings as plausibly, as his Hannah.
These were just warm ups, though, for the main course, saumagen, a well-spiced mixture of pork and potatoes that is encased in the stomach lining of a sow like a big sausage, and served in large, slender slices.
