No really, I do.

I almost tossed these goodies in my closet the other day because I assumed it was something I clicked on and bought.

But then I kept looking at the name and realized I really, really did NOT recognize it. After locking myself in the bathroom just in case it really was a Christmas present, I discovered that someone had sent ME a gift.

And Piglet a gift.

ALL food is a gift to this girl.

They’re chips… but not.

They’re air-popped goodness that – imagine this – are healthy for you.

Go on, check it out… I’ll wait patiently.

They’re goooooood.

Tear-the-bag-open good.

They come in lots of flavors and most importantly, they passed the picky-eaters test at my house. Half of the things I cook don’t even measure up to that test.

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