Trippin' With the Hippie Chips, or Die, Hippie Scum!
Yesterday afternoon I stumbled on a new snack food item called Hippie Chips ($1.25). What sort of luster could hippies lend to potato chips? I wondered, as I ferried a bag to the counter. Gee, it was light. Maybe I'd need two.
The bag I chose bore the flavor identification "Sea of Love Salt." A peace sign and white dove in flight flanked the Hippie Chips logo. On the right side of the bag, a "hippie chick" with a headband, bellbottoms, and sandals wore a T-shirt that said "World Peace" on it. A silhouette of a crowd of people flailing their arms as if in the throes of a bad acid trip provided a background for the bag, and the logo of the manufacturer floated at the top, seemingly written on a red guitar pick: Rock-N-Roll Gourmet, giving hippies, potato chips, and rock music an inscrutable commonality.
Other flavors include Haight-AshBerry, Memphis Blues Barbecue, Lime Is on My Side Cracked Pepper, Woodstock Ranch, Chive-Talkin' Sour Cream, and, perhaps most frightening of all, White Room Cheddar. Sales points for the line of potato chips include gluten free, low fat, no transfats, and relatively low calories (90 per .74-ounce bag). Like Pringles, the product is manufactured from dehydrated potatoes, and thus exhibits a homogeneity of texture throughout. The individual chips are irregular, but overall bubbly and bowl-shaped.
Next: How did they taste?