As often as not you can tell a book by looking at its cover; that’s kind of the whole
point of a book cover.
We could debate whether this also applies to potato crisp/chip packets.
I mean, could any anything live up to a packet like this?
Is it a bull playing a guitar? Or is it a human guitarist who’s been changed into a bull? I honestly can’t say, but I do like it. The crisps inside looked like this:
They were perfectly fine. Not quite as intense and full on and reminiscent of a minotaur as they might have been, but perfectly fine.
The Superbon website says, ‘Superbon crisps are produced in the Madrid region, home to the beating heart of the crisp world: the Chueca district.’
I didn’t even know the crisp world had a heart.
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