What better way to break in our new TV, than sitcoms and a bowl of popcorn.
We were a TV-less household for almost two years. (But not really in the purest sense; we sometimes caught our favorites — Glee, 30 Rock, and The Office — on Hulu.) I really enjoyed the big box’s absence. Or, at least I thought I had. Curling up on the couch tonight and watching 30 Rock on a screen across the room was pretty damn enjoyable. I was actually giddy. Maybe now I’ll finally be hip to pop culture? Doubt it.
I popped up some corn and popped open a beer and happily loafed away the evening.
I used Elise’s technique for “perfect popcorn,” but instead of canola oil, I decided to experiment with using rendered chicken fat. It was delicious. Now, if I could just get my hands on some Oklahoma popping corn.