Does anyone remember the part in Laura Ingalls Wilder’s Farmer Boy when Almanzo eats popcorn with milk? He wonders at it. He ritualizes it. He relishes it.
We’ve recently learned why.
We get popcorn from our friend Susana at Salamander Springs Farm. It’s real good.
Combine the two, and they become an entirely different kind of treat. Puffed grain cereal is the nearest thing in the standard American pantry reminiscent to it. The popcorn absorbs the milk, but leaves a satisfying crunch in its core. You can have all the snap and crackle you want. We’ll be eating popcorn.