Everyone has them. Some are debilitating and life changers. Some are comparatively harmless.
I have an addiction that comes and goes. Sometimes I have complete control. Other times, it’s bombs away!
I have a potato addiction.
No, don’t laugh. This is serious. Usually it is in the form of potato chips but I love potatoes any way. Never met a spud I didn’t like. Mashed, smashed, fried, baked (well, not so much baked), scalloped — any way will do. I even liked them boiled.
The potato chip is the elite member of the potato family. There are preferences. I like my chips thick so I love Ripples with Ridges. The all-time best are the ones that are folded over. Those are mine, mine, mine!
Chips are a part of the white food group which unfortunately doesn’t have the same marketing team that the orange or green food groups have. I have never heard anyone say that you need to make a smoothie out of potatoes for your health.
Yes, I know it would taste like crap. So what does a kale smoothie taste like?
Maybe it’s the salt. I love salt and I am fortunate that I have low blood pressure. I asked my former doc what I could do if I get side effects. He said to get some salt. Perfect advice and I prefer my salt on the rim of a margarita. It’s healthy. There’s fruit in a margarita! It’s a win-win.
Back to potatoes.
About a year ago an in-law introduced me to kettle fried potato chips. Until this encounter, I did not like kettle fried. They were the redheaded stepchild of regular potato chips.
These were different. They didn’t taste like grease and they were so crunchy and salty. OMG. I was in love. Or addiction.
I buy the smallest bags possible and split it into several days of nirvana.
I recently bought a bag of kettle fried chips. Every day (every single day) for a week or so, it was my 3 p.m. snack.
I would farm out a reasonable portion and eat them one by one savoring each crumb. I was sad when it was over, sometimes licking salt off my hands.
Over the days I noticed that I would get a stomach ache before supper. I didn’t figure out what caused it until the bag ran out and my snack returned to a pretzel stick (still salty but technically part of the tan food group).
There is something wrong with the world when something as wonderful as a potato chip gives you a bellyache!