One of my most favorite things in the world is popcorn. It is the best snack in the world, its cheap and so bloody good. And not that microwave stuff. The real stuff in a pop with real topping. I remember reading something about Madonna that when she was first trying to make it in the music business and was so totally broke, she basically lived on popcorn.
My dad had a popcorn popping pot (that was only used for such a thing) and I have a now faint scar on my wrist from burning myself on a hot pot of popcorn at my grandparent’s house. (I was trying to pull back grandpa’s arm because I thought he was being a little too piggy with the popcorn and I wanted some left for me.)
I went to Chill Winston’s a while back and they had adult popcorn on the menu – a small bowl for the $6, but it was served with Grand Padano cheese (parmesan) and pepper. I could not NOT order this.
It was good, but I knew Emile could do better.
And he did – a few nights later I got popcorn smothered I butter, pepper, salt and freshly grated parmesan. But a bit much for regular day.
July 16th, 2013 Extra-Ordinary: Standard popcorn fare at our house: butter, salt, sugar and pepper. Every time. Oh Yeah. Is it normal to have popcorn for dinner?