I never liked barbecue potato chips 🍟.
Remember when people were responsible for what they ate and knew how to eat responsibly rather blaming “big food” for forcing them to become fat?
I could eat a whole bagful - probably have. Now I don’t let stuff like that come into the house.
McDonald’s formulated that sweet ketchup and targeted children because they knew taste buds are set by your fifth year. Loved Micky D’s and that sweet ketchup as a tot? Then you always will, was their reasoning. Hooked for life.
IMHO the best part of a bag of BBQ chips is the fresh odor when you open the bag. If it was a single serving bag, as a kid I’d stick my nose in and take a deep hit on it.
Loved the smell, but the taste didn’t measure up.
But because I fight weight gain and *ahem* I am an ADULT that does not want to be fat I CHOOSE not to buy them.
I am as lazy and gluttonous as they come ... but if I can say no anyone can. Food addiction is yet another euphemism for catering to desires masquerading as a medical condition.
I never understood why people like Pringles chips. They are nothing but salted cardboard.
After the Barbecue chip morphed into the Sour Cream and Onion chip the earth’s magnetic field reversed.
So Charles Chips ruined the world. I KNEW IT!
What am I missing? I remember liking barbecue chips as a kid, but I don’t seem to remember ever dying or becoming addicted to them.
Had a neighbor who was lead engineer on adding bench seating at a major D1 football stadium. Don’t quote my numbers but I remember him saying they had to add 5-8” of real estate per bench seat to accommodate today’s obesity. The ones built in the 1930s were considerably smaller and caused fights during cold games due to people wearing winter clothing.
Gave up potato chips a few years ago as I always felt sick after eating them. Every once in a while I will try one, and it is easy to stop at one. Real corn chips though (corn, oil, water and salt) with homemade salsa is a different thing. Funny I eat a lot of them with no weight gain or Ill effects.
Many T2 sufferers never had a clue until their pancreas was damaged beyond repair.
I immediately thought “Johhny Depth”
My aunt sold the cans of Charles Chips (Barbecue) decades ago. In the ‘60s, I think. I don’t think you could buy them in stores. They were delicious.
I noticed when I gave a cat kitty-treats, she began eating mechanically, almost blindly, mouth open and closed in a zombie like manner. I think they put a chemical that stimulates chewing/eating. The cats pounce on it and the public thinks the cat likes it. The cat in question couldn’t seem to resist a chemical cue.
If such a chemical is available for cats and other mammals, might they put it in people food?
Charles’ Chips (BBQ)were delivered in suburban Orlando in the early 60s in a gallon sized tin can.
BBQ chips are okay. Cheddar Jalapeno Cheetos, OTOH, are meth in a bag.
There is nothing I like about barbecue potato chips. To me it is just as bad as barbecue flavored pop corn. Yech!
Cheetos are my weakness. How can anything that tastes so good be so bad for you? 😉