Interesting. Not nearly as repugnant as seeing how they make, like, SAUSAGES or anything, but the dudes in the shower caps in the last picture make me a bit uneasy for some reason.
It ain’t easy being cheesy. Mr. Cheetah first made this sage observation back in the ’80s, and it certainly still applies to the manufacture of his favorite bright-orange snack. Turning a hunk of cornmeal into a knobby Cheeto may take only a few minutes, but it requires a fine-tuned industrial dance that leaves no room for error. Frito-Lay’s quality-control folks will not tolerate anything less than maximum crunchiness.
They’re on break. Those aren’t the Cheetos that end up in a bag. Either that, or their quality employees and licking them to make sure their cheesy enough, then putting them in a bag.
I love their beard-nets. They make them for mustaches, too. Stylish.