Shrimp Flavored Pringles

I had been sitting in the speedboat for quite some time and was tired of rocking around. We were anchored at a wave that eerily resembled Burger World in the Mentawaiis. The wave was mushy and fat with the occasional funky double up. What made it worth surfing was the Tarzan like back drop that the wave was tucked up against. It had been deemed the name Pinnacles due to the big pointy rock at the top of the point that must have been about 15 feet high. The point was rocky and overgrown with the jungle practically reaching out into the line up, a breathtaking setting.

Jimmy sat on the side of the lineup on a surfboard, water housing in hand. I guessed he was frustrated because I hadn’t seen anyone catch a decent wave let alone do a decent turn in at least 20 minutes. A rainsquall blew in and everyone paddled back to the boat. Nine of us were piled onto a small speedboat with various objects strewn across the floor. Ten surfboards stacked on top of each other made the seating area quite tight. Backpacks, pelican cases, coolers, and the occasional tri pod made the back half of the boat a minefield.

I sat on a cooler next to Jimmy and Jed in the back of the boat. We were all feeling a bit odd after a long day on the ocean and we seemed to be in quite hysterical moods. As we searched through the cooler for scraps of food we found cup of noodles (Pop Me as they call them here) and SHRIMP flavored Pringles. Jimmy and I decided that a shrimp flavored Pringle had to be the worst most chemically enhanced food there could possibly be. Yet Jed, starving as he was, decided he would give one a try. I opened the lid and peeled back the thin foil to find a stack of bright pink chips. We instantly broke into laughter as an odd seafood-like smell filled the back half of the boat. In between laughs I exclaimed, “I think this is the first Pink food on the planet. Pink must be a sign of health food.” Jimmy caught his breath and replied, “Yeah the only other pink food I have ever seen was the chicken on our Garuda flight the other day!” We laughed and recalled the small tin plate filled with alienated looking pink chicken that we nearly vomited on a few days back. Jed laughed as he snatched the can of chips out of my hand. Jimmy and I were near tears as he hesitantly popped a neon pink shrimp Pringle into his mouth. Instantly the smile vanished from Jed’s face. He wore a perplexed disgusted look as he jumped up and spit the pink contents over the railing of the boat.

At this point Jimmy and I were rolling with laughter. I had tears in my eyes and was struggling for breath while Jed reached in the cooler and pulled out a Bintang in an attempt to rid his mouth of the awful artificial shrimp flavor.

-----ConDor.