If you are a fan of movie theater popcorn with movie theater butter, I’m going to ask you for your own sake, for that of your future moviegoing joy to please stop reading now. Remember back in those halcyon days when you had no idea how many calories were in a #2 Quarter Pounder with Cheese value meal, or how many grams of fat were in that pint of mint chip? Sometimes, just embrace the blissful ignorance. You don’t always want to know how the sausage is made, you feel me? Turn away, and go read my recipe for making French toast out of leftover pizza instead. Trust me, you’ll feel better.
Are they gone? Good. Now let’s you and I talk.
I have written before on my deep and important relationship with popcorn. Sweet fancy Moses, I even put it in scrambled eggs. And while my favorite will always be the corn I pop at home, there is something so nostalgic and wonderful about movie theater popcorn. I don’t go to the movies that often, but when I do, there is a bucket of corn situation for certain. I can plow through a large bucket by myself if the movie is long enough and lunch a distant-enough memory. But I have never liked the movie theater butter. It is always so greasy, so rich, it diminishes the popcorn experience for me.
