When I returned to the Coachella Valley a cache of food and snacks accompanied by me. Everything was neatly packed away, except for a giant bag of popcorn. It had to be handled on its own. Too big to ride with the other edibles.
It’s tough to miss the screaming large type. “SKINNY POP POPCORN.” “BIGGER SIZE.”
Last night I opened the bag. Look what fills around a third of it. Air!
There are lots of bigger problems to complain about, but I didn’t want Skinny Pop’s slick move to go unnoticed.
Seriously, Skinny Pop? Air?