Life is a beached container of Doritos

You have to love Hatteras Islanders. About once every three years, a big chunk of the island gets blown into the Sound by a hurricane. Getting around the island in a minor storm is no picnic. Living there is not exactly Swiss Family Robinson but bad luck and weather have a way of unexpectedly knocking out power or closing the bridges and ferries off the island. People there learn early on how to make the best of any situation. So what do they do when bags and bags of chips wash ashore? They scavenge – somebody had to pick them up, right?