My writing duties have fallen by the way side, as my brain has been in a constant battle with my sinuses, and my brain is losing. My head feels like it’s going to explode, or implode, or maybe weird combination of both. It’s like the Poltergeist house, with less desecrated Native American corpses.
But I wanted to start writing reviews of some of the junk food I picked up this weekend. There was a lot of it, and I decided I should start with the worst and move my way up to the best.
And the worst? Ming Tsai’s Hot Tamari Rice Corn Chips. Seldom will I throw a bag of food out after 2 chips, but considering I could still taste them after 2 hours, a granola bar snack, and a sloppy joe meal, I realized that I wouldn’t be missing much. Those two chips were going to haunt me until the end days when the horsemen come to purge the world.
Of course I had to share with my coworkers. It’s like anything. You taste something so gross and disgusting, that you just have to share. These are that kind of food.
Flavor-wise, they almost tasted like soy sauce, a mild, cheap soy sauce. That of course made the chips saltier than usual. But there was no hot or spicy to be found, and the soy flavor was so bad that it lingered in the back of your mind and soul while the taste of cheap corn filled your mouth.
I may be proving to be a naive foodie, but I’ve never heard of the famous chef Ming Tsai until I did a search for these chips. There’s apparently an entire line of food available exclusively at Target. Probably a good thing, since the world isn’t ready to deal with a taste like this.
P.S. No one I gave these to liked them. Some people dealt with anger, others confusion and disgust. But no one said, “Yeah, that’s a good chip.”