I don’t care what Olivia Pope (Scandal. Watch it.) says. Popcorn and wine do not a real meal make.
Especially when I can have a nice supper, lovingly prepared, and enjoy a nice glass of Chianti with it. I can make a big meal and have two or three servings left over for future meals. This is a nice, standard practice.
But occasionally, I want to have a not-real meal.
The not-real meal is one of the things that doesn’t suck about being single. I mean, maybe married people do this, too. But it’s hard to talk myself into just snacking for dinner, so it’s something that I can’t see myself putting a lot of effort into justifying well enough to take another person down with me.
But sometimes, I just want popcorn. I want to air pop some kernels, drizzle them with just enough coconut oil to make the salt stick, pour a glass of wine, and not think about anything but catching up on TV.
That’s what I did last night. It was awesome.
Themes, Observations, and Lessons:
– David and Barbara know what’s up.
– Grace. Scandalous, eat-popcorn-for-supper grace. A healthy lifestyle allows for a little touch of this.