Gosh, I love potato chips. It amazes me that, even after all these years of potato chip companies selling their products, they're still coming up with new ways to present these crispy, thin, vegetable based morsels of pure, unadulterated Heaven. But, lo and behold, they've done it again.
The first time I brought a bag of "Dark Russet" gourmet kettle chips, Mac Dickson told me I got ripped off, saying they were nothing more than burnt chips they decided to market as a special product. I denied the possibility of that.