Thursday, January 19, 2012
Am I alone in saying that popcorn not only makes me happy, but also makes me INSANE at times?
I try to reserve it for the weekend, since I tend to turn into a poppie freak, and need some ample recovery time to flood my body with water and lemon slices to leech out the sodium and what not that I assaulted it with the night prior.
That would be 94% fat free detoxing baby!
And if I am emotional, I get weak in the knees for those kernels, which let's face it, if you have read my blogs you KNOW that is often (I stockpile those kleenex cool touch tissues like gold lately. SO soft! SO cool! My nostrils are happy!)
Perhaps it's the way I prepare my poppies:
First you need to pour some popcorn in the bottom of the popcorn bowl.
Pay attention here:
Poppies, then a spoonful of crumbled goat cheese.
Next a dusting of freeze dried strawberries from Trader J's.
Then you keep layering see....
Poppies, crumbles, bright red fairy dust, etc.
Think like you're making a trifle... : )
Finally, a zazzle of kosher salt on top.
I'll usually grab a napkin the size of a table cloth (oh wait, is IS my tablecloth), and place that over my chest, since strawberry 'fairy dust' on the chest is not attractive.
I am then set for watching a great movie at home.
I didn't always like popcorn, so this obsession kind of surprises me (and my husband!).
Food intolerances decided to complicate my life along with my other ailments around the same time. One of my doctors tried to explain it as if all of my body systems were 'off', so that opened the door for other fun stuff to come on in and party hard on my organs. Comprende?
I was suddenly gluten free and lactose intolerant about 7 years ago (along with numerous other foods that I used to love). My point being, that until I had to cross over to the dark side of the gluten free / lactose free void that is now the menu for my life's meals, i ate grahams and cake, and real honest to goodness whole wheat bread. My mind was not consumed with what I could not enjoy anymore.
Insert lightbulb moment here (actually an energy saving LED bulb).
Maybe typing this blog for myself and the few Sparkly peeps who read this just helped me work through the source of this fiber filled obsession?
Am I decorating my gluten free popcorn like a 4 year old in one of those Toddlers and Tiara's shows to satiate my desire for the foods I miss?
I just might be.