Maybe this makes me a bad guest, but the last time I went to an Evanston friend’s party I brought a bag of disgustingly flavored chips. Wanting to be consistent, yet unpredictable. Instead of Molten Hot Wings-flavored Ruffles, I brought Enchilada Supreme Doritos Jacked.
And let me tell you — people thought they sounded disgusted, but they were a huge hit. People of all ages apparently love a flavor explosion of cheese and Mexican spices.