Tuesday, July 17, 2012

Can it

Among the foods that I could  -were I so disposed - consume in massive quantities in some sort of eating contest are Chex Mix and Pringles potato chips.  To be accurate, they are not potato chips: the snack association, the people who make potato chips out of thinly sliced potatoes fried up in oil and then heavily salted, fought to have Pringles known as potato snacks.  At first, they even tried calling them "newfangled potato chips," but the snack people were adamant, and no thinking person calls them potato chips to this day.

I love Pringles potato chips. And do you know who else did?  One Fredric John Baur, who was born in 1918 and hung around until 2008.  Fred developed the tubular packaging for Pringles in 1970, probably right after playing tennis.  He loved his Pringles all right, so much so that when he shuffled off four years ago, his family honored his request to package some of  his cremated remains in a Pringles can. 

I don't know.  I think about being cremated when the time comes, but the whole idea just burns me up.



2 comments:

Jean Brodie said...

My all-time favorite snacks. I even have fond childhood memories associated with these lovely little scoopy tater snacks: going to the beach and cooking out at the pool club - I guess because they are so portable. Also, when I was very little I called them "daddy chips" because my dad had a big brown handlebar mustache.

Mark said...

You have the coolest memories, Jean, and I thank you for sharing them! How's your new house? All great, I hope!