The past two Saturday evenings, Mike and I have made the long trek from Manhattan to Harrison, NJ to watch the opening two games of the New York Red Bulls.
The MLS team is playing in their very own, brand new soccer arena.
Last weekend was lovely - a 75 degree spring day melted into a beautiful, warm evening. No winter jacket, or any jacket for that matter, was required.
But yesterday, the temperature peaked at 43 degrees. The evening promised to be a chilly one and I dreaded having to pull all of my winter gear out of the closet, the same gear I had so blissfully tucked away last weekend.
So, in order to make the cold, bundled-up night ahead just a bit more manageable, I decided to make a batch of caramel-peanut popcorn to take along for the game.
I detest the dry, stale, fake-butter popcorn at sporting events. Even more, I think the $4 price tag for such popcorn is ridiculous.
Plus, this gave me the opportunity to whip up something Mike could potentially think was delicious.
And, in my mind, when I make something that makes Mike say, "Wow, honey, that's amazing!", I like to believe he is secretly thinking how he could never, ever possibly find someone to take my place.
In the ultra competitive dating market of Manhattan, I find it necessary to ensure I am not replaceable. And I am not above using my sweet creations to achieve that status. Sad but true.
Anywho, let's get started on that popcorn!