Ah the glorious Sun Chip; that wavy crisp that brings to mind purple mountain majesties and amber waves of grain. Never boastful, but honored to be your lunchtime snack and road trip sustenance, Sun Chips have always been the snack of tomorrow today. “Today is the first day of the rest of my life; I’ll celebrate with Sun Chips” some might say, while scientists solve climate change one chip at a time. So drunk on craft grains, the mouths of we the people seldom consider their origin, let alone question it.
I’m not saying Sun Chips were the first to educate us on the relationship between snacking and happiness, but I remember when they reminded me that they are a snack best enjoyed with a friend on the hood of a car with a sunroof under a desert sunset. There simply is no end to the stories we share with our slimming, whole-grain friend, the Sun Chip. And while we may have never bought bikes with ploids and hightailed it out of our adolescence, we go to sleep every night on the pillow-top cloud of good times brought to us by Sun Chips.
So to quote a song we used to listen to together, always know that
if there’s anything that you want,
and if there’s anything I can do,
just call on me and I’ll send it along,
with love from me to you
Thanks, Sun Chips,
Ben