Sunday, January 06, 2008

They weren't kidding when they called these habanero potato chips "Death Rain." I think they gave my internal organs third-degree burns.

This concludes my blog posting for today. You can blame the shortness of my blog posting on whomever scheduled my hockey game for 10:15 p.m. on a Sunday night. I don't know who they are, but they better hope I don't find them.

3 comments:

Flash said...

Here comes a reader you didn't know you had out of the shadows....

I'm curious about the chips. We had fantastic habanero chips down in Mexico, and immediately missed them upon return home. I found them in a Mexican grocery store north of Bellingham, but they must be from a different factory because the taste was different and suddenly they were kettle cooked.

Did you actually pay shipping for these chips you tried, or can I find them somewhere in Vancouver?

Beth said...

Ooooh, I love when lurkers come out of the shadows!

I found those chips at Stong's, a grocery store on the Westside. I'm never buying them again because my taste buds are finally re-growing after being burnt off, but I'll check and see if they still have them the next time I'm in Stong's and I'll let ya know.

Lexy said...

that was so totally random.. i think they shgowed it on the big thingy at the top of the thing were it shows the score BAHAHAHHA id laugh so hard if i did that.