I couldn't belive it! Right there, at the gas station with a deli, was a rack of Charles Chips! [1] Okay, so they were bagged instead of canned, but … Charles Chips!
Years and years ago (and we're talking at least twenty years here) I remember Alice (who used to watch me after school) buying these huge tins of BBQ Charles Chips and I would sit in front of the TV and gorge myself on them. Wonderful BBQ potato chip goodness in a can. I couldn't get enough of them.
But that was then, and this is now. And I haven't seen a Charles Chip in over twenty years. But now … there it is … a rack of Charles Chips!
They're as good as I remember them to be.