I just couldn’t believe my eyes when I discovered these in some supermarket in Tbilisi. The stuff is actually German, but I used to eat these on a daily basis when I was a fifth grader. Memories, memories. I would either buy the bag from an ugly Post-Soviet kiosk before school and eat it straight away. Or, alternatively, I would save my lunch money and buy the chips on the way home and, upon my return, eat everything in one sitting. I would only eat them in my bed, which obviously was already filled with crumbs. That was my crack.
Eating them in 2014 was an exceptional experience too. I have to say, the flavor of Paprika in Dorati chips is somehow different from the usual seasoning found in Paprika-flavored chips (the Lay’s kind). In a good way. I don’t know why, but it kind of tastes and smells German.
Bought and eaten in Tbilisi, Georgia.
My rating: 8/10.