1909: After accidentally buying too many potatoes, Frank “Daddy” Carrie sliced them up, fried them, and fell in love. Carrie Valley Chips was born. 1920s: The gospel of chip spread fast. If you consult the history books, flappers were constantly eating Carrie Valley Chips in between drinking, dancing, and crashing the Model T. 1946: Business was booming, and, to celebrate, our family hosted the neighborhood’s first block party.
It was a little harder having her drowned in the lake this time because feminism was really taking off, but after greasing a few palms, we were able to sink her once again. 1984: Buttermilk-ranch chips joined the family this year, and the witch emerged from the lake. That hag always finds a way. 1985: We added tortilla chips! Also, the witch came to us with a proposal: she would let up on the curse if, in exchange, we allowed her to turn second cousin Trevor into a goat.