O, Pickle Chips, O Pickle Chips...
I first discovered Lay's yummy pickle chips while visiting relatives in the Midwest. I looked for them back in New York, but couldn't find them again until I was in a quaint little town on Long Island this summer (and no, I did not stock up!).
Then, last night, because I was peckish after the play I saw, I happened to stop in at Duane Reade on the corner of 42 St. and 8th Ave. I entered hoping to score some Pirate Booty, which they did not carry. As I was about to settle for a mini can of Pringles, what to my wondering eyes should appear, but Lays Pickle Chips, right next to the beer! Thank you, thank you, Duane Reade!
Then, last night, because I was peckish after the play I saw, I happened to stop in at Duane Reade on the corner of 42 St. and 8th Ave. I entered hoping to score some Pirate Booty, which they did not carry. As I was about to settle for a mini can of Pringles, what to my wondering eyes should appear, but Lays Pickle Chips, right next to the beer! Thank you, thank you, Duane Reade!
posted by Girl Ray @ 8:33 AM
2 Comments:
At 11:45 AM,
v. said…
i MUST try them!
At 1:58 PM,
Anonymous said…
I can't believe you could thank Duane Reade for anything. I hate those people! Yes, pickle chips are tasty (how would they taste with ketchup chips?), but to thank Duane Reade? Oh, it makes me sad! I'd much rather drive to Georgia--where I last had them--for my pickle chip fix.
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