If it were possible to be labeled a popcornaholic, I think I would qualify. Anywhere and everywhere that I smell popcorn, I have such intense cravings. When coworkers make a bag of popcorn at work, I nearly always come home and make some the same evening because that craving just follows me through the day. Somehow I ended up with a husband who doesn’t particularly care for it (which, as far as I’m concerned, makes about as much sense as Ross not liking ice cream.)
So, one might say, I really didn’t need do go and do something to make popcorn even more crave-worthy to myself. But once I had the idea to dress it up with browned butter, garlic, Parmesan and thyme, I really couldn’t put the idea out of my mind. It was everything I hoped it would be – popcorn, but better. So much better. I’m quite sure one of my best friends would call this “fancy pants popcorn” and I suppose that would be accurate. But don’t worry if you can’t help eating it in big, less than fancy handfuls. I won’t tell.