It is disgustingly hot today. 98°F (37°C) in the shade on the north porch that never sees sun. I’m at my parents’ house because I thought it would be a good central location for the people who needed my help today. Alas, everyone’s plans changed. I remain, however, in this climate-uncontrolled remnant of the past my parents call home. You see, If go back to my own home I will bask in the air conditioning while I play mindless PC games, check my Facebook and email every 20 minutes for counterfeit signs of human connection, and get absolutely nothing done. So here I sit in front of my laptop, next to a box fan, under a ceiling fan, blowing around a bunch of hot sticky air and trying to convince myself that it’s not so bad today.
Friends, 98° in the shade is a bad day. I can’t fake otherwise.
So moving on to this happy yellow potato chip bag. Rob hands it to me after emptying it and says, “Hey, check out this contest! You know, people actually win these things, sometimes two or three times!” You’ll notice near the bottom right corner, the bag says I could win a million dollars.
It makes me nauseous. Deep-fried starch on a hot day doesn’t sound appetizing in the least. Some fresh salsa sounds good, though. Pico de gallo, specifically: tomatoes, onions, cilantro, and salt. No jalapeños, no black pepper, not even garlic. Yum. I could eat that with a spoon right now. It’s just gazpacho without the cucumber, after all. “You should enter,” Rob says. “You’re creative.”
So I enter this goofy contest. Turns out it’s an app on Facebook, which doesn’t thrill me but since I have nothing better to blog about, I click it. I invent a flavor name (“Summer Salsa”), pick 3 ingredients (tomato, onion, and cilantro), and give it a description based on my inspiration (something about being hot hot hot today, an August heat wave, and pico de gallo). It kicks back my description for adult content. wHaT?! After three tries I take out the “hot hot hot” part, and that does the trick. I even don’t want to know what kind of person would blush at that.
I can’t say my new flavor is creative, but there it is. Maybe I should come up with “Potato Salad,” but what kind of flavor ingredients would that include? Pickles? Hard-boiled eggs? Mayonnaise? HA! Wouldn’t that be the most white-bred potato chip flavor ever?
I think I’ll go work on that.