Popcorn

I somehow managed to publish only the title to this blog. But never mind. I am still learning. We are listening to a book tape and eating popcorn. Comfort food. We used to pop corn in a skillet on the top of a wood cookstove - how we waited for the first popping sound that told us the skillet was hot enough. I don't remember any butter on it -we were careful how we used butter. The neighbors would come over and we would pop corn and make fudge. If a couple of the young neighbor boys came over, that was even better.