On my way into the grocery store on Sunday, I saw them: the Boy Scouts with the popcorn.
Our pharmacist’s son was the one selling and we figured it’s a good cause, so we went home with a can of toffee/peanut popcorn just in time for this week, which kicks off National Popcorn Poppin’ Month!

The truth is, my husband doesn’t really like popcorn. Something about things getting stuck in his teeth and in his throat. The bottom line is that when we go to the movies, I get the bag of popcorn aaaaall to myself and he keeps his hands away. Which suits me just fine.

When I was a kid, my mother had some hideous orange plastic popcorn popper with a little built-in dish on top where you melted butter and let it drip down into the snack. I recall it being such a pain in the butt to pull the thing out and make the popcorn that we hardly ever had homemade popcorn at my house.

Maybe that’s why it was all the more exciting that one neighbor always handed out popcorn balls on Halloween. We’d always rush on past all the other houses in the neighborhood in an effort to get to the popcorn ball house before all the popcorn balls had been handed out. Then we’d double back.

Come to think of it, October really is an appropriate month to celebrate popcorn, not just because of popcorn balls. It’s the time to cuddle up on the couch — not recoil from your sweaty sweetie and the wooly upholstery — to watch a movie. Preferrably a scary movie!

Thanks to The Popcorn Board, I’ve got a few recipes for jazzing up an ordinary bowl of popcorn. If you have any popcorn memories or recipes yourself, let’s hear them!

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