Friday, January 19, 2007

The bottom-most entry in the strange chips flavors, no matter how many others I try

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Here's another entry into the "Strange Flavors of Chips" category. Previously, I'd mentioned Roast Ox , Steak & Onion Fajita, and Tiger Prawn with Crushed Garlic and Cheddar with Mango Chutney flavored chips.

They were all infinitely superior to this one.


According to my taste buds, Peking Duck & Hoi Sin Sauce potato chips are an abomination upon the world.

That's it - you heard me right. These chips should never have come into existance. I base this on the fact that I have eaten a grand total of two. (The first unsuspecting one to try them; the second a few days later just 'cuz I couldn't believe that I was accurately remembering the awfulness of the taste.)

They taste like... duck.

(Ok, yeah, hello, that's what the label says, I realize that, but...)

Not good duck ('cuz I have had yummy duck before). It's more like the overly oily, "how old is this?", gamy, suspect duck pieces you might get at a not-great Chinese take-away that you reheated in the bacterial-laden work microwave in the styrofoam container.

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Yeah, that good.

So good, in fact, that none of us in the Huis/Kluges household like them - NOT EVEN PUMPKIN (who will eat some strong cheeses that us two adults won't).

So you know what? For the first time in my life, I think I'm going to be throwing away perfectly good (so to speak) potato chips.

'Cuz I'm never letting one of those chips cross my lips ever again. Blech.

3 comments:

Allknowingjen said...

Ew!
But I love that you said "Chinese take -away" ;)

Kashka said...

'Tis a blessing for the world that the bag has the phrase "LIMITED EDITION" on it.

Ms. Huis Herself said...

You know, there are some phrases/terms that I know are going to stick in my vocabulary even after we return from Ireland, and I think 'takeaway' is going to be one of them. Like, after I was in New Zealand, the term 'camper van' replaced RV in my head. It's not like it happens on purpose; it just becomes the right term for it in my brain.

I think you'll have to point them out to me when it happens, 'cuz I never even thought anything of calling it a 'take-away' restaurant instead of using the term 'Chinese take-out.'