Last week I took an emergency vacation with my enormous extended family to "The Beach".  "Which beach?", you might ask, though the question hardly matters- American beaches, from Santa Cruz California to Cape Cod, Massachusetts, all share some keen defining qualities that make them all kin- sand, souvineer shops, cheesy rides, sun burn, and VERY, VERY BAD FOOD....

We here at Peeled Snacks World Headquarters generally keep fairly healthy diets- our breakfasts are loaded with fiber, our lunches full of veggies, and our dinners splendid balances of meats, grains, and still more veggies.  So you might think that we'd sscorn the vittles available at American beaches- we'd turn down the funnel cake and the fries, spurn the ice cream, forgoe the fudge.... But no, this time at the beach, I ate ALL that stuff, and then some!

First it was Thrasher's French Fries, followed by corn-syrup filled soda, greasy pizza ("I'd like a large pizza, extra grease, please"), and then topped off with the ubiquitous funnel cake.  Round that out with a raid on the local candy store, and I managed to do truly terrible things to my body, as well as the bodies of my cousins and nephews and niece.

But MAN did it score me some "Uncle Points"!  My family never lets any of those kids eat ANY of that crap, and while I did spend the week loading them up with Peeled Snacks, the little side-trip to junk-food city made everybody feel, well, more "American".  Indeed, "Junk-Food" is an American tradition, and one that I won't bother to criticize.  I'll just say that the 4th of July is an American tradition too, but we only dabble in that one but once a year....

So next Sunday evening, the whole Peeled Snacks crew, along with our buddies from Fizzy Lizzy, Rick's Picks, and Maya Kaimal, are hosting a Happy Hour to usher in this year's "NASFT Fancy Food Show".  We're getting together Sunday night at Hell's Kitchen's "Hallo Berlin", located at 44th and 10th Avenue.  Come meet the team, if you're game, and we'll load you up with Beer and Red Cabbage!