Long, long ago as a wee child I inherited the love of popcorn from my mother. This was back in days prior to video, DVD and the ease of on demand movies. I remember every year when the Wizard of Oz came on TV we'd pop a big bowl of popcorn to enjoy as we watched Dorothy and Toto sing and dance their way through the magical land of Oz. The fluffy, light, crunchy, salty goodness of these little morsels just enhances my happiness. While visiting my daughter when she lived in Honduras we even had a tasty little popcorn treat Honduran style.
I am happy to say that Samwise (one of my granddogs) is a popcorn lover as well. The evidence follows in this cute little video:
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