“Da ti du di du Ci bum ci bum bum Da ti du di du Ci bum ci bum bum Da ti du di du.”
Paolo Conte expresses exactly how I feel about chips when he sings this delightful gibberish. To me, there’s nothing more moreish than hot chips. Nothing. Perhaps part of their appeal is knowing how short their shelf life is. They must be eaten immediately. The moment they go cold, so do I. Below is my recipe for oven roasted chips. Sorry there is no picture of the final product. They were too delicious to stop and photograph.