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The chip saga – my confession

So chips have little to do with quilting, but they have a lot to do to "adding to the ambiance"

I will confess, I was tempted…

I felt guilty after I ate them…..

We also have vinegar on our "chips" in Australia…

The chip truck was right next to the hotel but it was raining and blowing a gale… I bought them after I had done some videoing and I was on my way back to the hotel.

I had to balance the hot, uncovered bucket on one hand… the rain pouring down onto the fries…..and I hid my camera and leather bag in a plastic bag. I had a tripod under my other arm and I was trying to get into the lift without anyone seeing me…

Which I did…. !!!!

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4 Comments

  1. peggy says

    Those look good. I will have to try vinegar next time I make homemade chips. I usually have chipotle tabasco and miracle whip with my chips. I get strange looks from my hubby with I do it. He has ketchup and tabasco.
    I hope they were as good as they looked Pam.

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  2. Lenora says

    Even though nobody saw you with those chips in the elevator, the smell of chips and vinegar would linger for awhile. You can’t get away with eating them in the car either! It’s always interesting in the US to see what they bring when you ask for vinegar. It’s always something disgusting. One time I specifically asked for clear vinegar and even that didn’t taste right. So I usually have onion rings instead when I need a hit of grease!

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