Kent Crisps: Lamb & Rosemary

First impressions

These were up next, and honestly, they made a pretty good first impression. The crisps had a rich golden colour with hints of green speckled throughout — a promising nod to the rosemary. A few had that pleasing curl and blister that makes hand-cooked crisps feel that just little bit more special.

Flavour-wise, the lamb was more suggestion than present — a sort of meaty whisper — but it worked in a subtle, Sunday-roast kind of way. The rosemary came through clearly, if a little on the perfumed side, but it gave the whole thing a slightly elevated feel. Texture-wise, they were very thin, but for a gentler crisp moment, they weren’t bad at all.

Crisps with a postcode

There’s something satisfyingly on-brand about biting into a crisp that tastes faintly like a Kentish Sunday roast. You can almost hear the sheep bleating from a nearby hillside and imagine a weathered pub sign creaking in the wind. Kent Crisps lean heavily (and proudly) into their sense of place — and fair play to them. It’s not just marketing fluff; the flavours do seem to work and emulate the idyllic fantasy of country life.

The verdict

There could have been a little more richness to the lamb but i highly enjoyed the presence of rosemary, so the balance was pleasant overall — subtle, savoury, and unmistakably different from your standard crisp.

What really works in their favour is the sense of place: they feel proudly Kentish, with that rustic, hand-cooked quality and a flavour combination that nods to hearty local flare. They’re not bold or brash, but there’s something charmingly grounded whilst also sophisticated about them.