{"id":2775,"date":"2011-10-17T00:49:30","date_gmt":"2011-10-17T06:49:30","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/getmeoutofthis.net\/?p=2775"},"modified":"2011-10-16T22:57:35","modified_gmt":"2011-10-17T04:57:35","slug":"i-would-marry-these-potato-chips-or-at-least-make-it-my-chip-mistress","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/getmeoutofthis.net\/?p=2775","title":{"rendered":"I Would Marry These Potato Chips, Or At Least Make Them My Chip Mistress."},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Here is a story of a love affair between me and a bag of chips.<\/p>\n<p>It also started one day, you see, like any other. I was buying a snack from the vending machine at work. I wanted one of my favorite chips: Baked Lays. I pressed the button. But oh no! I did not get Baked Lays at all, but Southwest Ranch Baked Lays! Disaster! Or maybe it was fate. The chips were fantastic, and I continued to buy them, instead of Baked Lays, from the machine.<\/p>\n<p>However, recently, the machine stopped having Southwest Ranch Baked Lays stocked in them. You don&#8217;t realize how much you love something until it was gone. I craved those things. I went to the store and bought some, and ate like all of them. I destroyed that bag. I was in love.<\/p>\n<p>Seriously, though, these chips are so damn good. They basically taste like a hot salsa has been baked into the chip somehow, perhaps using baking. It&#8217;s the only potato chip I&#8217;ve ever had that leaves a bit of a burning in your mouth after you eat a few of them. Like, you know, a good burning. A spicy burning. I love Baked Lays, but I understand many people think they are flavorless. This chip totally solves that problem. It is a fantastic use of a potato.<\/p>\n<p>I am going to try very hard not to eat a million of these chips. I offer no promises. But seriously, I loved these chips so much that I added a thing on my list of blog topics to write about these stupid chips that said &#8220;Those Goddamn Chips&#8221;. Now I have. Mission complete.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Here is a story of a love affair between me and a bag of chips. It also started one day, you see, like any other. I was buying a snack from the vending machine at work. I wanted one of my favorite chips: Baked Lays. I pressed the button. But oh no! I did not [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[7,3],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/getmeoutofthis.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2775"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/getmeoutofthis.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/getmeoutofthis.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/getmeoutofthis.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/getmeoutofthis.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=2775"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"http:\/\/getmeoutofthis.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2775\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2777,"href":"http:\/\/getmeoutofthis.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2775\/revisions\/2777"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/getmeoutofthis.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=2775"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/getmeoutofthis.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=2775"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/getmeoutofthis.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=2775"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}