I’ve been a
stalker follower of Michelle from Confessions of A Recipe Junkie for awhile now. She has amazing photos and scrumptious recipes. So, this totally isn’t popcorn related, but you have to check out her recipe for Almond Joy Cookie Dough Bake. Oh my goodness, I think I’m in heaven!
I’m so excited to be a part of this Popcorn Bonanza! When Wendy contacted me I quickly jumped on it, even though I had never made popcorn at home. So, I accepted the challenge, and only have 1 defeat under my belt. It’s dangerously easy to make my recipe. You’ve been warned.
The first time I had Kettle Corn was last year, during my little sisters wedding trip. She lives in South Carolina, and we all went up a few days early to spend the extra time with her. We searched for a few fun things to do with our niece and located a hot air balloon festival! A drive later, there we were gorgeous hot air balloons lined up ready to be lifted in the air, but first snacks. As we walked past tents serving hot dogs, fried oreo cookies, and other deliciously evil goodies, the Kettle Corn sign drew us in. Well, really it was the smell!! All that fresh popcorn, carefully coated with sugar. It had my name written all over it.
We got the largest bag they had, 6 adults were going to be sharing this baby, had to have enough to go around. With one bite I was hooked. I was seriously no further than 2 steps away, anxiously waiting my turn for a fist full of the crunchy, sweet and salty popped corn. Ever since that day I had been wanting to try and make it at home. Without a Kettle of course, just me and a pot.
I wanted to make it savory and sweet. My first attempt, my first idea was no where near having paprika. It was more of a sweet, citrus kind and it sort of….well, burned a little. It did not live up to what I had in mind, so with my tail between my legs, I sat on the couch and ate my defeat. Yeah, I ate it…I hardly toss food out. My “recipe testing” doesn’t end up in the trash. A rare few do. After stuffing myself with mediocre kettle style popcorn, I rested. The next day, still a little weak from the fight with my stove. I decided to give it another try.
Unsure of how I would kick this baby up a notch, I raided my cabinets. Thinking of what I could add that would give my taste buds what they were longing for, and there it stood before me. My small container of Smoked Paprika!! This was it, was I crazy? Was it going to work? One thing I knew was that it wasn’t going to burn. I trusted my gut feeling and cranked up my gas stove. Pot, oil, corn, sugar, shake, shake, paprika….HELLO TASTE BUDS!!