5. I am a popcorn addict.
I could eat a bag a day – and never get tired of it. I asked for a new popcorn popper for Christmas last year because I had just plain worn my old one out. My mom didn’t realize that they still made popcorn poppers – what with the invention of the microwave and all.
But I like to mix things up, and create my own recipes – which you can’t really do with the store-bought microwave bags. Sometimes it’s just salt and butter. Sometimes parmesan. How about creole seasoning? Chili & paprika? kettle corn? Yum. yum. yum. All of it – yum.
When I watch movies at a friends house, I’ll usually bring 1-2 bags of popcorn to make. Even if he/she already has some there. Because, I could eat a bag of it just myself. And I feel it would be rude of me to be a popcorn hog without contributing some way.
Also – just to be clear – I do love me some microwave corn too. Especially at work. Or when I just don’t have the energy to really clean up my popper. I probably should be afraid of the dreaded “Popcorn Lung”. But there are bigger things to worry about in life. Namely: Crouton Lung.