living on popcorn

 definitely fall . love the season change . don’t mind the leaves

 We used to rake, bag and haul load after load to the local compost, blisters, dusty leaf crunch in every cuff and fold, cold rosy cheeks but still somehow sweaty ..ugh I’ll pass! Allowing ourselves to relax towards the outdoors has made us more conscientious yard keeps, loving our nature very natural, no sprays, no bags, no extra muss or fuss, mulch mowing and minor trimming are about the extent of our fall clean up, because really the continual chorale hum of the neighborhood leaf blowers association is outrageous at times. (real phenomenon – fake association)
Shut the windows, turn up the volume and eat more popcorn.

My plump knitting looks sort of popcorny!

Ok, obviously I’m going to go off on a popcorn tangent, because really it’s one of my most favorite foods and I’m kind of passionate about it (seriously), I’m popcorn particular. I waver between white and yellow, crunch factor/salt ratio/oil all need to be 100% in balance, always popcorn salt (because it’s micro fine and sticks!), almost always coconut oil (because YUM!). I used to love eating the half popped old maids, but now that job has passed to Lex and her young teeth. I like it slightly “done” not to the point of burnt, but I’m good with some tan pieces. I have been known to have a popcorn supper, stovetop popping only (well, the locally made Nordic Ware microwave popcorn bowl was a complete game changer for me). When I was a kid my mom would save the pan drippings from breakfast and that night I would make my dad popcorn with the bacon grease (childhood me loved it, sitting with my dad on the couch shoving in salty handfuls, adult me is kind of nauseated at the thought, but also kind of curious what it would taste like now?). I passed the popcorn love to Lex (minus the bacon grease), so many years snuggled up on the couch shoving in handfuls together. ❤

My new popcorn buddy, kiki the popcorn cat (she smells it and comes running).  She is popcorn particular too, she only likes the puffy ends. We have a little popcorn farmer just 15 min west of us that grows and handpicks roughly 2,000 lbs each season, so fresh perfect corn is always available from Clem’s.

Leave the leaves, snuggle in and make some popcorn ..I mean memories. xox