I love having Sundays off. Sunday is a state of mind. What does that mean, you ask? I haven’t a fucking clue, but it sounds nice.
I worked 11-9 Saturday and I always expect that I’ll have a story or two to tell you on Sunday about some nutjob that came through the Beer Mine, but alas…
Everyone who came thorough yesterday was relatively normal. I hate when that happens.
I did however, capture this glorious picture…
What is glorious about it? This is a picture of Grippo’s potato chips. They are made in Cincinnati, Ohio, and we sell the spuds out of them.I show you this because Bagwine buddy, Mrs. D. mentioned in a tweet on Friday, that they are the best damn BBQ chips evah. And…she would be correct.
Grippo’s are to BBQ potato chips what Kim Kardashian is to ass…Big, beautiful, and full of flavor. Yum, and Purrrrrr.
I rarely endorse a product, but damn, these are the crack of potato chips. And, because I am such a nice guy, BBQ chip devotee, Doc, expressed interest in trying some, so sweet ol’ Matt-Man will be sending him a bag o’ Grippo’s BBQ chips. Praise Jeebus!!
If you are into Salt and Vinegar chips, which I am, the same thing applies. Grippo’s are un-fucking-surpassed.
And folks…that’s all I have today. No, seriously. Oh, wait, one more thing…
There are quite a few people who now refer to me as Matty. Not Matt…Not Matt-Man…but Matty.
Only one person for the majority of my life, ever called me that and that was a girlfriend of mine some 25-30 years ago.
Have I lost my edginess? Has my innate niceness which I try to hide, surfaced? Have I become, oh dear God, a Matty?
Say it isn’t so!!
Amen, and Amen.
Have a wonderful Sunday all, and as always…
Cheers!!
A pictoral addendum based on Scott's comment below has been added. Poor fella can't get his favorite chips 'cause the silly boy moved to Spain...
25 comments:
Yes Matt-Man I am looking forward to experiencing the orgasmic BBQ bliss that is the Grippos!
I plan on blogging about it myself.
Doc: Good for you, but please, I don't want to hear about your orgasmic feelings. I mean...it's nothing personal. Cheers Doc!!
Grippos... there are no words that can describe them. They're just that different. I hope they make it to Doc without crushing! They are delicious but fragile. oh well, even crushed they are yummy.
and I think of you as Matty, too. Get used to it, LOL.
D: They should be alright. Schmoop can bubble wrap with the best of em'. And the Matty thing? Oy!! I'll get over it. Cheers D!!
Do they make a Nacho Cheese version? I see the Cheddar and Sour Cream. Those look pretty good. If they have Sour Cream and Onion, that would probably be good too.
But, they probably should make add a Nacho Cheese version to the lineup.
Jay if you try the bbq it will blow your mind and you won't even remember what nacho cheese was. promise.
Jay: No, the ones you see above the Grippo's are Mike-Sells which are made in Dayton. Not bad, but they ain't the same league with Grippo's.
D: I echo your thoughts. Cheers D!!
"Sunday is a state of mind."
When you're retired, every day is Saturday.
Oh the cravings you’ve just awakened...
I’ve never had this Grippo’s that you speak of. But if you want to mail me a bag, I’ll be happy to receive it.
There was this one brand but I forget the name. It’s a white bag with a lighthouse on the package…and the have the best Jalapeño flavor and the best Cracked Pepper and Sea Salt. Please tell me the name, it’s driving me crazy.
Hmmmmm... I ain't never experienced the the orgasmic BBQ bliss that you attest is Grippos. And I'm not that far from Cinncy.
Mike: When I'm retired it'll because I've died. Cheers Mike!!
Scott: I'd send you some but it would cost me 30 bucks to send you a 2.60 bag o' chips. I hope you enjot the picture I put up. Don't slobber on your keyboard. Cheers Buddy!!
Nick: Wow, that is odd. I am sure they sell them where you are. Go forth and Seek. Cheers Nick!!
Oh man, I did just drool on my keyboard. I have a friend coming from Florida next month; maybe I’ll get her to bring me some. They’ll probably be a bag of dust after the traveling though.
Oh well, at least I can stop obsessing over the name now!
Scott: Glad I could get your saliva factory going. I think. Cheers Scott!!
I love the name Grippo's
and I call you Matty because you're sexy and that's the name I whisper when dreaming of you
you couldn't lose your edge if they fucking sand blasted you
Dianne: Ha. That would be painful. And as I have always said, YOU can call me whatevah ya want. MMmmmmwha. Cheers Di!!
I prefer to call you dick-head (said with love and adoration), does that make me wrong??
Dana: Ha. no, not at all...I find that term quite endearing, just as I did when Clay Perry called me a "sick fuck" the other day. I heart you both. Cheers Dana!!
Mmmm, chips! I'd like to have some of those cheddar and sour cream one's or the salt and vinegar for breakfast. I don't like BBQ flavor for some reason.
My favorite chips from the New England area are the Cape Cod brand (possibly the one's Scott mentioned because they have a lighthouse on the bag). My fav's are the dark russet with melted cheese. Yum!
Chick: I know you are a chip freak. The Grippo's S and V, are da bomb. None better. Holy Cow. Mmmmm...Dark Russet w/ melted chees and throw some bacon on top. Yum-Oh. Hope you are healing up. Cheers Chick!!
The Evil Twin lived in OH for a few years and we go back to visit friends sometimes. I'll have to look for the Grippo's. I do love a BBQ chip.
Evil: And you didn't even say hi. I'm crushed. If you like BBQ chips, you will not be disappointed in the Grippo's. Cheers ETW!!
Steve's been bemoaning the fact that he can't get good Mexican food down here! Ha! Things are tough all over!
Cheers!
Rat: Hope you guys are having lotsa fun and lotsa sex. I understand his conundrum, but c'mon...the Rat is there!! Cheers Rat!!
You want the girls to think of you as Matty because that seems so much more harmless and you can catch them off guard that way... although, anybody who'd know what guard to put up against your completely random and way out there personality would have to be as crazy as I am... somehow that didn't come out right.
Marilyn: Ha. Well said. Although one thing. My personality may be way out there, but it is rarely random. Cheers Marilyn!!
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