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March 07, 2005
Acknowledgement is the first phase of recovery, right?
My name is Sister. I am an addict and THIS is the face of evil...
Posted by tree hugging sister at March 7, 2005 12:46 PM
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Cholesterol free?
You do need help.
I hope they're salty as hell, at least.
Posted by: Mr. Bingley at March 7, 2005 01:13 PM
Salty, burnt, crispy, crunchy (whoops! fingers almost slipped on the keys from the grease), oh Lord, the inside of the bag is slick. I used to worship at the altar of Wise, but no more.
Bwahahahaha bwahahahaha !!!
Posted by: tree hugging sister at March 7, 2005 01:30 PM
The Wise owl! Man I haven't had those since I left the South. Damn Yankees.
Posted by: John at March 7, 2005 02:55 PM
Have you tried the Craw-tators? I like the jalapeno flavored the best though
Posted by: Staff at March 7, 2005 03:24 PM
The face of evil? If loving those is wrong, I don't want to be right. ;-)
Posted by: Dave J at March 7, 2005 04:11 PM
No. I'm hopelessly in the thrall of the greasy old plain ones. I try manfully to grab a bag of a different color every time I reach but, alas and alack, I always come up orange. I'm sniveling and weak, weak I tell you!
Posted by: tree hugging sister at March 7, 2005 04:14 PM
I knew you'd weigh in on my side on this one, Dave old buddy, old pal! Yum, Yum, Yum. Can you get them up nawth?
Posted by: tree hugging sister at March 7, 2005 04:15 PM
I love the Zapp's font. You can have whatever's actually IN the bag, Ms. Sister.
Now, BBQ corn chips? Gimme! Alas, not to be had in Crappy New Jersey™. I have to have my brother score them four bags at a time and ship them to me from Florida. (I mentally picture Jimmy Smits lurking in the shadows, overseeing the deal, while Crockett and Tubbs plot to bring down the illicit flavored-corn-chip racket. "They're supposed to taste like CORN, dammit!")
Posted by: Nightfly at March 7, 2005 04:37 PM
Well, I couldn't get them HERE in Gloucester, but Boston's just a bit more of a cosmopolitan town, so I'm sure I'll find them somewhere once I've finished moving (again).
As with many things, I blame this on three years in New Orleans. ;-)
Posted by: Dave J at March 7, 2005 05:29 PM
My wife's fond of Utz' crab chips, not findable hereabouts. Me, a big ole can of Charles is just fine.
Posted by: JSAllison at March 8, 2005 04:29 PM
Charles' Chips. I remember getting them delivered to the house as a kid.
Posted by: Mr. Bingley at March 8, 2005 10:23 PM
We can find Charles' Chips here, but the Zapp's got me dead to rights. I've seen those crawdad tastin' ones but...I can't even imagine opening the bag and having what kinda smell waft my way.
Posted by: tree hugging sister at March 9, 2005 09:11 AM
Hell, 'round here if you want bug-flavored chips you just leave the bag open for a day or two...
Posted by: Mr. Bingley at March 10, 2005 10:21 AM
...and charge twice as much...
Posted by: tree hugging sister at March 10, 2005 02:59 PM
http://cafehayek.typepad.com/hayek/2005/03/zapps_potato_ch.html
Saw this and thought I'd tack it on.
Posted by: nobrainer at March 14, 2005 07:16 AM