I know. It sounds a little ridiculous. Posh Popcorn? Well…. I wanted alliteration and that’s all I could come up with. Plus, It does taste really posh… to me anyway. Those of you with more discriminating palates may have your taste buds offended… but to me it’s pretty freaking awesome.
Here’s the recipe:
You’ll Need: A saucepan (I use the smallest one that came in my T-fal set. It’s like a little gravy pan. But, I’ve been known to use the real ‘saucepan’ sized pan when Punk is over because that child can pack away some popcorn. )
1 teaspoonful of Coconut Oil Popcorn kernels (no precise measurement… you’ll see why later on)
Here’s the plan of attack: 1 – Melt the coconut oil in your saucepan over med/med-high heat.
2 – Add enough popcorn kernels to coat the bottom of your pan with 1 layer of kernels (it’s ok if you overpour — it’s just more popcorn) 3 – Wait until the popcorn is done popping. 4 – Dump it into a massive bowl and sprinkle with truffle salt 5 – shovel it into your face…. if you’re feeling particularly kind, share some with the chihuahuas.
That’s it. Super easy. Super delish. The popocorn is slightly sweet from the coconut oil and the truffle salt is sublime. I literally lick the bowl clean. That’s my inner fat girl coming out. I know, I know…. but it’s just so dang good. 🙂
Enjoy with a special movie and *I dunno* a glass of something delicious. (My faves? Kombucha, Hot or Iced Tea, Coconut Water, Fruit Infused Water, or SkinnyGirl Pina Colada) Tada! A fabulous night!
Let me know what you think below in the comment section.
Shhh…. I’m having REAL coffee creamer today because I left my almond milk at home.
I feel like I can TASTE the cream and it’s making me a little sick.
I am amazed at how I can finally taste little nuances like that in foods and ingredients. Guess all those chemicals really ARE designed to make you just crave more of them without realizing the taste?
Case in Point: when I started this journey, coconut oil didn’t really taste all that special…it was the same as olive oil as far as I could tell. Now, I can definitely taste a fruity taste in my olive oil (that I SWEAR wasn’t there before) and the coconut oil makes everything I cook with it taste like a party in my mouth. (spinach last night w/ coconut oil and garlic was probably the best veggie I’ve ever had…bar NONE!) I know it’s not a huge step, but it lets me know that even if the numbers aren’t budging as fast as I’d like, that I’m doing something GOOD for myself and my body. And ya know what? It makes me HAPPY!
Actually, I am very happy with my progress. I haven’t been 100% dedicated to the workout side of things. I’ve also had my fair share of slip ups but you know what? I’m STILL attempting it. Even after stumbling. That’s huge. Normally I mess up and I throw up my hands and say “Screw it”. Not this time.
Sunday I took my niece, Punk, to a local Amusement Park. I didn’t really pack much as far as food goes because my plan was to get there around 11 and eat an early lunch at Subway before going in. I figured Punk would want a snack around 3 or 4pm. No big deal. Then we’d leave about 7 and get dinner somewhere where I could get a massive salad and then head home. Well….. we left the park at 10pm. Which means we ate dinner at the park. As a pescatarian, my options were severely limited. I opted for fish and chips (despite the fact that where we ate DID have a salad). I KNOW!!!! I KNOW!!! But guess what happened? I FELT MISERABLE. My stomach hurt, my head hurt, my bones hurt. (ok… my bones didn’t actually hurt…I exaggerate) but even the next day I felt foggy and sick. Now…3 days later….I finally feel like myself again. NOTE TO SELF: Remember how greasy, heavy food makes you feel! On the plus side… we walked…a lot…. I mean A LOT A LOT! And know what else? I still was down for the week. All in all, I call that a success.
Yes that is a shameless reference to The Nightmare Before Christmas. Sue me.
I think I have officially hit the detox stage of this whole clean eating phase. I find myself craving, of all things, pepperoni pizza. Like – drooling over the thought of it.
*Excuse me while I mop up the drool coating my keyboard.*
But SERIOUSLY. The last time I had pepperoni at all, let alone on a pizza was probably 2008. 5 YEAR AGO! I don’t even like pepperoni. When my family DID get pizza and I DID eat meat… I would still choose mushroom and hot pepper. I really don’t even like pizza. I think in the past six months I’ve had it twice. TWICE.
So why am I finding myself daydreaming of dancing pepperonis… an edge to edge pepperoni pizza with the crust that has the Parmesan cheese dusting and herbs and loads of fresh gooey ooey gooey cheesy meltiness.
What ……. is ……. THIS?
Not happening, tummy and taste buds, that’s what this is. NOT HAPPENING.
Try this apple and peanut butter on for size, why don’t ya.
If you’re my friend on Facebook, you know about one small victory I’ve had this week.
I posted about how I typically cringe when I have to wear freshly washed clothing. Not because I hate the smell of my laundry detergent … I actually LOVE IT! Because I hate how my clothes seem to shrink in the dryer. I prefer my jeans after the first wearing…when they’re stretched out and comfy. However… I put my freshly laundered pants on and GUESS WHAT… they fit comfortably! SCORE!!!
Here’s another small victory for me this week:
Today was a co-worker’s 21st birthday. The ‘treat’ for the day was an Oreo Ice Cream log. **If you know me…at all… you know that my two most FAVORITE sweets are Oreos and Ice Cream… together?? Hallelujah!**They celebrated her birthday at 11am. I decided that if I was going to indulge, I would need to wait until after lunch. I wasn’t going to crash my blood sugar with a treat an hour before lunch.
Well, After lunch I wasn’t hungry for it. I decided to wait until after my M4 (or afternoon snack) of a Greek Yogurt. I have decided (upon finishing my yogurt) that I don’t even want the stupid Ice cream anymore… why? Because I know that it’s not going to taste as good as I’ve built it up in my head and I’m going to be disappointed.
So, essentially, I tricked myself into not wanting the ice cream… but I’m ok with that. I’m kicking these sugar cravings to the curb… for once and for all. I a in love right now with spicy teas. (Cinnamon, nutmeg, ginger…. not red pepper!!!) and I add a little stevia to them. That’s all the sweetness my sweet tooth desires. Trickery, baby, trickery. 🙂
As a ‘reward’ for doing such a great job today. I think I might just try the blogilates ice cream sandwich recipe. I mean, It’s made of oats and bananas, how bad can it be? 🙂 Seems like a fitting dupe to my treat I passed up today. Here’s the LINK to the recipe for the ice cream sandwich.
I was just informed last week that I needed to re-investigate Stevia. I don’t use it daily… I rely on more natural sweeteners like honey or maple or agave. I am ok with using stevia, as I purchase the natural version. Go me!