In eastern Canada, the perfect potato for chips comes from Prince Edward Island or New Brunswick; unfortunately, I do not know the cultivar. The "right" way to obtain chips is from a chip wagon, which is a small truck with a deep-fryer installed in the bed and a serving hatch in the side of the box body. Chip wagons may also offer poutine, a confection that I do not dare attempt to digest for fear of bad things happening.

The Canadian chip order is traditionally delivered in a small pressed-paper tray or a "toot" (cone) of stiff brown paper, slathered with ketchup (not by me; hate the stuff, and fortunately vinegar is also available), and eaten with a toothpick. The traditional habitat of the chip wagon is outside hockey arenas and curling clubs.