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The chips sat in salty perfection, the crispy fat bombs my palate was asking for.
By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, January 7, 2021.
Chips nestled in the newspaper, made ever more perfect by the sprinkling of malt vinegar and ketchup.
By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, January 7, 2021.
Hot chips in the winter, steam rising into the wintry night, are a comfort to us all.
By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, January 7, 2021.