Ever since I was a little girl I remember loving popcorn.As I was growing up my dad made a batch of microwave popcorn almost every night. It's possible that I like popcorn so much just because it reminds me of him.
Since I was raised on the microwave popcorn that's just always the type of popcorn that I gravitated towards. My husband decided one day that instead of coming up with my tried and true microwave brand that he would introduce me to making popcorn the old-fashioned way, popcorn kernels on the stove.
Now I don't want to sound dumb, I understood how this process would work. You put the kernels on the stove with some sort of oil and it would turn into popcorn. No big deal. But the first time I witnessed popcorn popping on the stove you would have thought I was five years old and just figuring it all out. I was more and more excited as each kernel popped, hitting the lid of pot. Would there be enough room in the pot? What would happen when it ran out of space? What if we burn it? The suspense of it all was just too much for me.
Phil on the other hand, was dying laughing as he watched my reactions to the whole process.
Since my first time making popcorn the old fashioned way I now don't make any other way. I had the day off my school today and made myself a batch to share with my favorite popcorn lovin' pup. 
I love fresh old fashioned popped corn. That's funny that your dog likes it too! Never heard of that one.
ReplyDeleteYou really captured your excitement about the popping popcorn in this post. Very sweet and fun! I was smiling as I read. Thanks for sharing!
ReplyDeleteWhat a great topic. It reminded me of when I was a little girl and my mom would make popcorn using a new fangled machine called the air popper. We didn't have microwave popcorn then. Now I think I need some popcorn 😁
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