I grew up with potato chips. My family casually flirted with the big cannisters of Humpty Dumpty chips, and once, when emptied, one was collaged with fashion images by my pre-teen hands and used as my bedroom wastebasket throughout junior high and high school. There were brief family flings with bags of Wachusett and several other brands, but Tri Sum were the family chips of choice.
There have been stretches of life where minimal attention
was paid to chips and all focus was directed towards chocolate. Now, the snack
pendulum has swung towards salty treats, and those are the first choice lately,
sometimes accompanied by chocolate, which is a really good combination.
Beer flavored potato chips. |
The beer flavored potato chips lasted 26 hours on the
counter before being opened. It was partly a test of will, with a small idea
that they would be opened as a treat. A reward of sorts. Today work was busy
all day and a reward seemed appropriate for having survived it.
After supper, the bag of beer flavored chips was opened. The
bag was held open and there was big inhalation of the beautiful aroma of a new
bag of chips. This move was learned from EX2, who dramatically did it every
time he opened a bag of chips. Every. Time. I do it only occasionally. The beer
chips smelled like nothing remarkable.
A chip was chosen from the bag and eaten. The first, immediate reaction was that it was gross. I
have a rule that if don’t something the first time it's tried, I try it a second time,
just to make sure. It could be fluke, or a bad sample selection that is not
indicative of the true product. A second chip was eaten. And a third. Still
gross. Really gross.
The chips seemed to include the hint of stale, skunky beer,
but the flavor didn’t come through as beer, just indescribably gross. I’ve
never tasted cat pee, but that is the best guess I have for the flavor profile
of beer flavored chips. There are now two flavors of chips I never need to taste again. No stars. I do not recommend.
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