When I'm at a restaurant with friends (or anybody, really) and there are chips and dip/salsa to be had, I experience immediate anxiety.
I love savory snacks. I don't allow myself to have chips at home because I'll eat them all in one sitting and gain 40 pounds before you can say Tostitos!
So when they're on a table in front of me, I'm really happy to see them. And I have to be very conscious of how many I'm eating and how fast I'm eating them and that I'm not elbowing others out of the way to get to them.
It's a crunchy blue-corn tightrope, friends.
And no matter how conservative I am in my chip-eating, I'm always worried that folks will joke about that insane chip woman as they drive home from dinner.
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