A rose by any other name

It's Taco Tuesday, and the boss happened to bring home a new flavour of crisps.
Street taco eh? Hmmm, we'll see.

Well, having eaten both the real ones and the crisps tonight, these crisps are nothing like any street taco I've ever eaten in Mexico, and I've had my fair share.

Not that they were bad, no, they were fine. But to call them "street taco" is more than a bit of a stretch.

Just goes to show how we are manipulated by marketing.


Ah well...