We don't have a microwave.
I know. Shocker.
But Maeryn still has a serious hankering for popcorn on a regular basis.
Up til now we just sort of... forgot about it. She'd ask, we didn't have it, we went on with our lives. Stove popcorn sounded really hard and horrid. I know. You don't have to say it.
Anyway, this night we felt like we were pretty ridiculous not to accomodate.
I mean, really, how hard could it be?
And we had internet.
So we wanted to watch the first Thor. All of us together. Rather than each of us getting a RedBox.
So we got the stove popcorn and Michael gave it a whirl.
(This would also give me a chance to try the Popcorn Bar idea that I saw on Pinterest...)
We don't have a proper popcorn cooking pan, so we figured, what the heck? We'll just use our ten inch cast iron skillet!
We put a little oil in the bottom and the corn kernels on top and started cooking.
The first fruits of our labors went flying across the kitchen and into the aloe plant.
The next flew onto the table.
And suddenly... Pop! Pop! Pop!
We scrambled frantically for a lid that might fit atop the cast iron skillet.
Pop Pop Pop Pop popopopppopopopopopopopop!!!
The "lid" rose and popcorn flowed and all were laughing.
I hadn't really prepared for a proper popcorn bar, so the pickings were fewer and less creative than I would have liked, but nobody seemed to mind.
|chocolate chips, pepper, salt, cheese|
The kids both chose salt.
I chose chocolate chips. Because if you have not had chocolate chips on your popcorn, you have not truly lived.
And we ate it all by the time the previews ended.
And it was good.