Flavour Of The Week
I remember with an aching nostalgia the days of simple, uncomplicated crisp flavours. When the most you had on the front of your packet was a couple of basic nouns, such as "cheese" or "bacon", perhaps coupled with a tantalising adjective like "smoky" if you were lucky. There was no "hand-cut organic salmon gravalax with poached egg and white-wine vinegar flavour" on the shelf. Even prawn cocktail would be pushing it a bit. Now, the humble crisps of yesteryear seem like a collective dream of simplicity we once shared.
I don't know why I'm so troubled by the complexities of little bits of potato, but like modern life, it just all feels so god-damn confusing. Stop confusing me, potatoes. You have no right.
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