
She couldn't get enough of it and ate it every chance she got. And none of that microwave crap for her, either.... she wouldn't touch that stuff. She made it the good old fashioned way; on the stovetop, with lots o' fresh melted butter and even more salt.
When I first met her and we decided to go see a movie together we made it to the theater, got the most ginormous bucket of popcorn they offered and found our seats. She then proceeded to whip out her very own travel salt shaker. Yes, she brought her own salt to the movies for popcorn! If she ever forgot her shaker, she would make us stop into the nearest eating establishment and 'borrow' some salt, wrap it up in a little napkin, stuff it into her pocket to save for later use at the movies.
Man, she really loved popcorn.
I remember sharing many a bowl of popcorn with B as well. She knew her 'corn!
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