We had to say goodbye to an old friend this weekend.
Now before you get out the tissues, let me say that this goodbye wasn’t a person or a beloved pet but our trusty electric popcorn popper.
We had this popcorn popper for at least 15 years. Maybe more. We tried microwave popcorn but it always burned in our microwave. Literally caught fire. Twice. I learned my lesson.
This wonderful popcorn popper had a rod that stirred the popcorn so it didn’t burn. It made wonderful popcorn. Until Saturday night.
The rod was stirring but there was no heat. Popcorn doesn’t pop without heat.
Fortunately I had another hand-crank popper as a back-up. The Whirley Pop.
Yes, ours is red. I have a thing for red. I bought this several years ago to make kettle corn and it saved the day, or night. We still had freshly made, hot, buttery popcorn to eat while we watched a movie Saturday night. Mr. Aitch and I thought it was the BEST popcorn we’ve had in a long time.
And it’s completely submersible.
Sorry Stir Crazy.
My boss brought in a bag of freshly made kettle corn yesterday. I had a handful today. Crunchy, sweet, salty goodness. I try to make this at home but it’s just not the same.
The recipe is fairly easy:
1/4 cup oil
1/3 – 1/2 cup popcorn
1/4 cup granulated sugar, can be all white or half white and half brown
1/4 tsp salt, optional
Heat oil and three kernels of popcorn in a large 4-6 quart pan with a lid until the corn pops. Add the rest of the popcorn and sugar. Cover and shake until the popping slows to 2-3 pops. Immediately dump popped corn into another container. (I use a parchment lined cookie sheet.) Sprinkle with salt. Fill pan with hot water to make clean-up easier.
I also use a Whirley-Pop Popcorn Maker. It has a stirring rod in the bottom that you turn so you don’t have to shake the pan. I don’t work for or receive any compensation from Whirley-Pop. I just love their popcorn maker.
I brought my knitting with me again today hoping I can work on the eyelet sweater during lunch.
Eyelet sweater size 1-2 yrs
Having twin granddaughters means having to make double. This is a combination of 3 patterns so does that make it an original?
Mr. Aitch and I went out for lunch yesterday, which is something we don’t do very often. It was later than usual for lunch. For me. He dropped me off at the fabric store while he took his truck to have the tires checked. They were out of balance. Usually I can spend hours looking around a store but I felt that he was going to be back soon so I purchased my things and went outside to wait for him.
While waiting, I played several games of solitaire on my phone. I’m so glad I could entertain myself. I was really hungry and my stomach was growling. I hadn’t eaten anything up to that time and I had spent an hour weeding my flower beds earlier in the morning.
We got to the restaurant
around 1:15 and placed our order in right away. Mr. Aitch had hot wings. I ordered Crabby Bay Fries. I usually don’t order fries but these were smothered in a hot, creamy crab dip. This could have served 3-4 people. It was delicious. Other than Mr. Aitch sampling 2-3 fries, I ate the entire plate.
I had water the rest of the day as I was still full from lunch. Mr. Aitch wanted some popcorn while we watched an old movie
last night. Real popcorn, not the microwave stuff. And real butter. No salt for me. I had a small bowl. Such buttery goodness.