Thursday at work there was a potato chip tasting going on. Now, I am a self proclaimed potato chip addict, so I made it a point to not go in the room where the tasting was going on, however when some were brought out to us, I couldn't resist but try a couple new flavors that caught my eye. The one that stuck with me the most was the one I thought I would hate. I didn't. It's a strange feeling eating something that you don't think you, or anyone, should like, and yet you can't stop eating them. Well, "can't stop" means that out of a little Dixie sized up that was brought to 4 people to share, I went from a tiny crumb, to a small piece, to a whole chip. Then they were gone, and I didn't have to worry anymore. Until someone gave Jessy a small bag to take home. He ate half, I ate half, recorded the points and they are gone. But they are strangely good. Very strangely. They are sweet, savory, have a hint of shake n bake, and ...