Even before the microwave died, my son Arthur (& husband
Kevin) alternated their evening routine popcorn consumption between
microwaveable and old fashioned
When I was a kid in the wake of Jiffy Pop & Orvil Redenbacher
we had the square pan. Simple stainless steel with a copper bottom, it was and
is the best popper around.
Before they was supersizing, we had those large brown
grocery bags, a salt shaker and a good rainy afternoon movie on the couch. Now it’s a huge stainless steel bowl and
Netflix.
With my mother’s (Grammy’s) tried and true splash of oil on
the bottom of the pan and a ¼ cup corn kernels,
Arthur has taken my place at the Master Popper.
Cheers!
~ Cheryl
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