Rosemary Maple Popcorn

Being in the kitchen is not my first love or 123,712,461,039th love, but I enjoy healthy eating and the end result of cooking. I grew up a peanut-butter-and-crackers-every-day kind of kid (I was quite the picky eater and would not even try sandwiches), but now my world has been opened up to all kinds of wonderfulness. Choosing to be vegetarian and having food sensitivities will do that to a person, well, if the person chooses to dig in her heels and try things she’s never even heard of before (seriously, I had to Google parsnips about a year and a half ago just to see what to look for at the farmers market).

Truly, my world is wildly different than it was before May of 2011, and I am living happier and healthier because of it. And I’m still not eating sandwiches, but I’ll blame that on my body + gluten.

I do plan to share more of that story, but not today. Today is a day for sharing yumminess. A little of this and a little of that made a tasty treat!

My Own Rosemary Maple Popcorn

  • 8 cups popped corn (I pop it on the stove this way.)
  • 2 tsp. olive oil
  • 3 tsp. maple syrup
  • 4 T rosemary
  • salt and pepper to taste

Preheat oven to 250 degrees. Pop popcorn and pour into a large bowl. Drizzle olive oil and maple syrup over the corn, and slowly stir until well-coated. Add rosemary, salt and pepper, and stir. Pour onto one large or two small cookie sheets. Bake for 25 minutes, stirring after 15 minutes.

FYI: Putting the coated corn in the oven reduces the stickiness. If you don’t care about that, skip the step and start eating!

In Bed All Day

Knowing Brian’s surgery was scheduled wasn’t a huge deal until it was three weeks, then two weeks, then a couple days before it was time. It wasn’t heart or brain surgery, but serious in that he would stay in the hospital and there were multiple what-ifs, and I was the one who was to wait and wait and wait. I was having to wait on my person–to see if my person was going to be okay (and really, the “I don’t want to be a veggie” talk the night before didn’t make for peaceful sleep).

And work has been, well, work. Busy and unbelievable at times. The work of an elementary school counselor is fascinating and never, ever dull. Classroom lessons and meetings might be scheduled, but all that falls to the wayside at a moment’s notice, depending on a parent who walks in and needs to talk now or a student who is worried about something–anything–dear to him. Needless to say, things have been a little hairy lately. Stress does a lot to us, makes us forget things and send repeat emails (I think I told that teacher what I needed to…), and the impending surgery and pumpkin spice lattes (decaf even) didn’t help.

I have said “I just want to stay in bed all day” oh, I don’t know, maybe ten times this month. Weekends are always nice–too short, of course, but busy, anyway. Even when nothing is planned, the thought of really hanging out in bed all day has been laughable. There’s always something that needs doing and why not not now, while there’s time to take care of it. It’s a thought that sticks in my mind and isn’t easily removed like gum on shoes. But, bed calls, and sometimes you just know you need rest in a big way.

from Google Images

So, Brian had his surgery, and I stayed all day at the hospital with him. I went home at nights and slept there, thinking it would be better for both us. The next day in the hospital, he felt like sitting up more and needed something to do. Patting the mattress, he asked me to join him there. Happy and grateful that we were passed that awful place of what if?, sitting together under the blankets in that gray room, and with absolutely nothing else that I could have busied myself with, we watched movies. I had to smile. Those long, anxious weeks before, I would have never guessed that in that place, under those surreal circumstances, I was going to finally be able to stay in bed all day.