sounds familiar but I am having trouble thinking of a place where I had to rest my foot. I love resting my feet though so I am leaning towards love. pork rinds
love em. love to see paper made out wood chips that were made out slash branches instead of new little trees being cut down to do so. love ground up branches to go into the compost pile too. hate the idea of having to run on a playing field covered in them like i did in grade school though. but that wasn't the wood chips fault. that was some human's idea of misapplying them. semi-sweet chocolate chips.