I saw something new in one of the vending machines at work last night. And electricity was in the air… It was the most exhilarating thing that’s happened around that place since LH got new seat covers and floor mats for her truck. Oh, this was big.
I was so excited, in fact, I snapped a photo of it and you can see it to the right. Lay’s Classic BLT chips! Man, that sounded great to me. I might have let loose with a tiny shriek.
But as I was walking toward my table (that’s right MY table), I started thinking… BLT is bacon, lettuce, and tomato. Lettuce flavored chips? There’s no way to achieve something like that, since lettuce doesn’t really taste like anything. It just adds color and texture, mostly.
So, I decided these things would probably just taste like bacon. Which is fine, of course. But if that turned out to be the case, the BLT title is a manipulation. They’re just trying to be sexy, or something. And within thirty seconds of the initial shriek, I’d already developed a chip on my shoulder about the whole questionable enterprise. A chip chip, to be completely accurate.
Then a horrible thought flashed through my mind: mayonnaise! Lots of misguided people like to use a hand trowel to spread half a jar of the devil’s condiment on BLTs. Oh, god! The oozing!! My lower jaw is retracting, just thinking about it. If these things tasted like mayonnaise, they were going straight into the garbage can. Funk dat.
So, within less than a minute I’d done a complete 180, and decided I’d wasted 75 cents. I was highly skeptical, and a little pissed off. Yes, I’m a bit tightly-wound. What of it?
A woman was sitting at an adjacent table, and I asked if she’d tried the BLT chips yet. Her face lit up, and she said, “Oh yeah! They’re really good.” But I wondered if she was a reliable agent. Maybe she’s one of those mayonnaise-eaters? It’s sometimes difficult to tell by looking.
Before I busted open the bag, I checked out the description on the back: “It all starts with farm-grown potatoes…” As opposed to the wild potatoes that grow in people’s front yards, and beside highways and whatnot? Farm-grown? Oh brother.
“Then our chefs add the delicious blend of bacon, ripe tomatoes, and cool lettuce flavors to our all natural seasonings for the classic taste of a fresh-made BLT.” Chefs? Don’t you mean scientists? I was happy to see no mention of Satan’s spread, though. It was a good sign.
Finally, the moment of truth had arrived. I pulled apart the top, and took out a chip. It was a little brownish in color, with green flecks on it. Lettuce flecks? It’s possible, which makes me happy for some reason.
I tried one, and it was pretty good. It didn’t taste like JUST bacon, they were clearly going for the full B, L, and T combination. And sometimes it tasted just like the sandwich, and other times it didn’t. I liked it, but couldn’t finish the whole bag. There was a thickness to it, which built-up in my mouth. I felt like I wanted to get a plastic fork and scrape it across my tongue. The inside of my mouth was coated.
It’s not a “sessioning” chip, that’s for sure. It’s more of a microbrew type offering. A little goes a long way.
I brought the rest of the bag home with me, and offered them to my kids. They ate two or three chips, and said they liked them. I told them to finish the bag, and they replied, “We’re good.” Which only confirmed my feelings on the subject.
Have you had the Lay’s BLT chips? If so, please tell us what you thought about them.
Also, I’d like to know the most bizarre or unusual chip you’ve encountered. Please use the comments link below. And if you have any suggestions for Lay’s on what their next offering should be, I’d like to know about those, as well.
And I’ll see you guys again tomorrow.
Have a great day!