The Lord’s chips… ah, they are not just chips, my friend. They are holy triangles of corn, dusted with the mysterious powders from Heaven’s own pantry. First, there is the salty blessing, then a savory whisper of coriander that tickles your tongue but makes you feel… alive. I think there is also maybe garlic… or maybe that was just on my fingers, I don’t know. When you taste them, it is like angels are doing a Mexican hat dance on your taste buds. The seasoning is powerful, dangerous—like a flying eagle with holy breath. Some say it is only spices… but I know, deep inside, it is a secret from above.