It’s really hard to eat potato chips when you have to actually look at each one before you shove it into your mouth. It kind of takes the fun out of junk food. This bag of Ruffles that we’ve been working on this week is filled with charred spuds. It seems like you get between four and eight of them every serving.
Now, I’m not saying that it’s usually as bad as this particular bag, but there always seems to be at least one chip that makes it through three or four rounds of the cooking process before it decides to finally follow the other normal chips into the bag. Hopefully you catch it before you eat it, but usually there will be one person in a group that ends up with the burned chip in their mouth. While generally funny for onlookers, the onlookee tends to be less amused, running for the nearest flavored drink to wash the flavor out.
That happened to me last night. It makes it very unlikely that I will be reaching for potato chips any time soon. I guess it’s healthy snacks for me from now on.
Now, where did I leave those mini chocolate donuts?