Garrett's Popcorn  (Second Visit)
Chicago, Illinois   Date of Visit:  11/18/16      http://www.garrettpopcorn.com

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A Lot For Us
 

And Piles More Going Back To Buckeyes
 

We went to Garrett’s, cause you have to. We got popcorn. We have friends…we made sure we kept them. I’m still prone to call it Chicago Mix although at some point they started calling it Garrett's mix.

As long as it does this to my fingers and tongue…I’m in.

Columbo Would Have This Figured Out In A Second
 

Garrett's Popcorn
 Chicago, Illinois        Date of Visit  04/10/11           http://garrettspopcorn.org/

The first time we were in Chicago for dinner my cuz Lori and Mr. Wonka took us on a little journey before we went to Charlie Trotters. In dress and suit we hopped onto the back of his two seat convertible and went tearing through Chicago. What could possibly be in store for us? Well, we pulled of in front of a popcorn place…You’ve gotta be kidding me! POPCORN!?!?! Steph’s hair took a battering for popcorn?

The Makings of the Mix

We walked around the front of the building and there was a packed house and a line down the street. Now I’m confused. I can’t believe we are waiting for popcorn…but so is everyone else…is there crack in the popcorn? Once we got inside we were assaulted by both heat and aroma. They are making the caramel corn on a large flat-top right on the line.

You smell, sugar, butter, and of course popcorn…but I remain unconvinced. We step outside and open the bag. It’s the Chicago Classic Mix which means a mix of caramel and cheese. Yuck! So to appease our hosts I grabbed a handful of still warm puffiness and threw it into my gaping maw.

Five minutes later…I find my hand obsessively rummaging around in an empty bag…and I’m all orange and sticky!!! What happened? Garrett’s. Since then we have gotten others hooked and knowing we were going to Chitown knew we would be bringing back bags. 9 large bags to be precise. Since it was a Sunday and we were downtown we stopped at the small shop in the train station. Yes it’s Garretts, but it is just not the same as getting it hot from a busy store. Still we hopped into the car and cracked into a bag. Others have referred to the popcorn butteryness as greasy. So be it! I will be greasy. If you need proof all you have to do is look at the pictures. It reminds me of the Iraqi’s after the election proudly displaying their purple dyed fingers. In Chicago the fingers are orange, and stay that way for a while; I will proudly wave my orange, buttery, greasy hand…as a sign of initiation. It is not as good in every location, but if you can get it…join the orange.