Oranges don’t crunch.
In my forced rest state, I’m trying to be good. So tonight I am resisting (with all my will) the salt n’ vinegar chips, and instead selected a delicious orange. (Doubly delish because I purchased them through our high school’s band fundraiser). The good thing (or bad thing, all depends on perspective) about the orange is that it doesn’t taste so good with an IPA. The good thing (or bad, again perspective) is that s&v chips do.
Now I’m going to knit. Because if my hands are busy with needles and yarn, they can’t feed my face.