You can hardly do better than this.
You can hardly do better than this.
Well....I have to now by fifty bags of popcorn and fuck ton of paper bags. Or just do a vented bowl, either way its all good!how to make your own microwave popcorn in a bag ! I do that...but in a bowl with a vented lid.
I have only the vaguest recollection, but at one point I'm certain we had a machine that looked very much like the picture above (But not exactly) that used both oil AND air. I remember we finally had to chuck it because the heat from the dishwasher warped the yellow plastic hood such that it wouldn't fit back on the base again.We had an air popper. Probably healthier but I still gotta go with pan-popped. The coffee roasting thing is news, though.
Got one as a wedding present! Scared the crap out of my son when he was a baby so we got rid of it.If you're too young to remember these -
You weren't an 80s kid.
Then again... maybe that's not enough. In googling up that image, I found out hipsters use these 30 year old popcorn machines to roast coffee these days.
There are some that take a packet (or scoop, or whatever) of butter/oil in a reservoir on the top, so that as your hot popcorn comes shooting out of the spigot, your topping gets all melted and ready to be poured over the finished product.I have only the vaguest recollection, but at one point I'm certain we had a machine that looked very much like the picture above (But not exactly) that used both oil AND air. I remember we finally had to chuck it because the heat from the dishwasher warped the yellow plastic hood such that it wouldn't fit back on the base again.
Yeah, ours had the butter reservoir at the top, but I specifically remember having to measure and pour oil into the device with the kernels before placing the hood on over top. Granted it wasn't much oil, I think a tablespoon or two maybe, but it was still used.There are some that take a packet (or scoop, or whatever) of butter/oil in a reservoir on the top, so that as your hot popcorn comes shooting out of the spigot, your topping gets all melted and ready to be poured over the finished product.
Personally I'm a fan of pot-popped, either in corn oil or butter, and sprinkled with Lawry's Seasoned Salt or who knows what else (shallot salt/butter/celery salt/shredded cheese/onion powder/all of the above).
--Patrick
You might be talking about one of these models, then.I specifically remember having to measure and pour oil into the device with the kernels before placing the hood on over top.
I don't even know what you're talking about.GUYS. GUYS.
I just blew my own mind.
Xantos' first name is David.
David and Goliath.
BOOM.
And it only took me, what, 18 years to figure that out? Shiiit.[DOUBLEPOST=1348015982][/DOUBLEPOST]
Yes. It was in the opening to the game.Guys!
Husband just told me Tails name is Mile Prower.
Fuck. NO.
From Gargoyles! I'm talking about Gargoyles.I don't even know what you're talking about.
Yes. It was in the opening to the game.
The white cheddar ones are all-right I guess. I tend to avoid them because I prefer fresh but if I have to eat them I'll eat them.Damn man look at all this popcorn discussion. Imma go all hearsay in here and say some of my favorite is that white cheddar stuff that's sold post popped.
It's gotta be that one specific brand though cuz everything else tastes wretched.
When I was a little kid I used to love going with Dad to get gas. Why? Because there were these colourful little falls dancing around in a plastic bubble while the gas pumped. To this day I don't know what their purpose was but they have stuck with me.So the hoses for alcohol dispensers at most bars (all?) are clear, and I can only guess it's so the customer knows they're getting their fair amount or whatever.
How come the ones for gasoline aren't? It'd be neat to watch while getting high off all those fumes.
I actually stumbled upon the purpose of those things a while ago, but I forget what it is now. Now I'm going to have to look that upWhen I was a little kid I used to love going with Dad to get gas. Why? Because there were these colourful little falls dancing around in a plastic bubble while the gas pumped. To this day I don't know what their purpose was but they have stuck with me.
I salute you, colourful gas balls!
That's nothing, when I was a kid through teenage years I was almost obsessed with wanting to eat metal at times. Any metal, alluminum, iron you name it. I never bit it though, but I would sometimes salivate to the thought of biting through a steel bar. Personally I blame the high iron content in my water giving me a taste for it. I have lived an odd life.Y'ever just wanna bite something?
Like, I'm sitting here, enjoying my internet time beofre I wake Jet up from his nap, when I spy my TV remote. My first impulse? "You should bite that. You're wondering how hard that is. Do it. BITE IT."
So I did.
What the fuck is wrong with me?
Is this you?That's nothing, when I was a kid through teenage years I was almost obsessed with wanting to eat metal at times. Any metal, alluminum, iron you name it. I never bit it though, but I would sometimes salivate to the thought of biting through a steel bar. Personally I blame the high iron content in my water giving me a taste for it. I have lived an odd life.
I wish! This is one of my favorite super powers, up there with flame-manipulation, shape-shifting, gravity manipulation, and ghosting.