Am I a Potato Chip Addict or a Victim of Food Science?

I blamed myself. I never thought to blame the chips.

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Coping is family-sized bag of chips, crystal dustings of salt adhering to my fingers with vinegar. The rush of pleasure comes not just from the trusty crunch and hedonic flavors but also the anticipation of that final finger lick — a pure hit of salt, fat, and sugar. When the bag is…