One of my favorite memories as a kid was making a big bowl of popcorn and sitting down to watch a movie. And I’m not talking about microwave popcorn. I’m talking about warm, fresh, air-popped corn with melted butter drizzled all over it. I always looked for the kernals that were yellow and maybe a little soggy from the butter. Okay, a lot soggy. And I’m sure I never used a napkin. I licked my fingers clean. Didn’t want to waste any of that butter or salt that had settled at the bottom of the bowl.Well, the fun of greasy fingers is back. Mr. S and I purchased a great popcorn maker recently and decided to put it to the test this weekend. Saturday night we watched The Proposal and Julie & Julia. And because we loved it so much, we made more popcorn tonight. Looks like the microwave kind will only be making appearances at the office from now on.