popcrack

Dec. 12th, 2001 10:49 pm
[personal profile] eub
I got a box in the mail from my grandmother. A very light box. Inside was popcorn, "White Mountain Kettle Corn" to be exact.

I don't know why I like it. It's distinctly sweet, think caramel corn but much less so, and still salty like salted popcorn; this is not a combination I tend to like. Chocolate-covered pretzels, for example, are a waste of both chocolate and pretzels as far as I'm concerned. But I like this stuff. (Dee doesn't particularly.) It's really very tasty. I'll suck down a bowl of it in five minutes, and feel the urge for another. Wait, what am I doing? My god this stuff is addictive.

At this point I fall down the rabbit hole. You see, I'm not the only addict. I google up "kettle corn", and there's dozens of sellers with creepy lines like "the final evolution of popcorn", and a kuro5hin on addiction and how "k-corn" makers rule the earth, and an equipment company with the motto "spreading the addiction".

And www.whitemtnkettlecorn.com is online too, and sells by mail. But while I may in my day have bought some moderately gratuitous things through the mail, I'll be damned if I'll be responsible for the shipping through the mails of a fully popped -- fully inflated -- fully stuffed CHOCK FULL OF AIR -- of a popped box of popcorn.

Date: 2001-12-13 04:37 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] eub.livejournal.com
Yeah, and there's this whole "it's not a snack food, it's performance art" thing.

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