SO, it's Sunday night and my sister is visiting from New Jersey. We are supposed to attend a Rihanna concert in Boston but it was cancelled.
We had a lovely day nonetheless: massages at the mall, shopping at the mall, laughing at the same things, trying on clothes in the same dressing room. I adore my sister, and we have a blast together.
At the end of the day, we hit Il Camino in Leominster for dinner with Barry, the best boyfriend ever. We had chicken picatta, a big antipasto, homemade pasta and salads. This is one of our favorite places in the area. The food is wonderful, the prices are reasonable and the service is always very good. The sauce on the chicken picatta is spoon worthy.
We came back to our house after dinner and settled in to watch a movie ("The Giant Mechanical Man" ... and it was a lovely film.) About a half our into the movie, I got up to make popcorn. And I was out of popcorn. I looked everywhere. I was sure I had some, somewhere. But there was none. Well, there was a package of Jiffy Pop that Barry had given to me when we first started dating, but I felt reasonably sure that it would be a mistake to eat that.
I don't normally have microwave popcorn in the cabinet, I use regular popcorn in a microwave popper. Unable to find any popcorn, I just sat down to watch the move. We debated taking a trip to the convenience store down the street, but it was 10 pm at that point and really cold out.
I surveyed other options in the cabinets while my sister remarked that Jenna Fischer's character in the film did nothing but eat through the whole movie.
We had about a half a bag of animal crackers, a half a jar of Bischoff Spread, 15 jelly beans and some raspberry frozen yogurt. I wanted popcorn, preferrably caramel corn. But a nice soft peanut butter cookie would do. Or a piece of white chocolate. Or kettle corn.
I found a half a bag of mini marshmallows in the cabinet and at some of those. I offered them to my sister and told her they were delicous. She said, "When did marshmallows become delicious?" She ate some though, and we got a little sugar fix. It wasn't the sugar fix we wanted, but we made it through the night.
First stop this morning? The grocery store to buy popcorn. I vow to never be caught in the no popcorn zone again. It was hell.
