I'd like to say lesson learned alas, likely it's not. What lesson?
Read the fine print before you sign on the dotted line.
The devil is in the details.
A pig in a poke.
When these chicken chips began to show up on my FB feed, the first thing I noticed was Hattie B's! Love Love Love Hattie B's! I resisted the urge to follow the link down the rabbit hole for a few days but then, what would it hurt to look at the website?
After the briefest of examinations I decided to order the 8pack of chips for $26. If they were good, I could give some to friends to try. If they sucked, I could give them all away. If they were great, I'd eat 8 bags of chips eventually.
I didn't pay extra for speedy delivery because, you know... chicken chips. After a few days I began to glance at the porch as I'd drive up expecting to see a box. When the box finally arrived, it fit easily in our mailbox. Gulp. What had I done?!!!
Well I had read the product description closely enough to understand these weren't potato chips flavored like Hattie B's chicken. They were chicken chips...shudder whatever that is. I didn't open them right away, I was a little reluctant to see what I'd got.
What you see in the bottom of the tiny bag is 3 smallish pork rind like chicken chips...net weight 1 oz.
Flock me! lololol

















