I've always wanted a pop corn maker. I had a serious fascination with the machine as a kid. But pop corn wasn't part of the chinese diet, we never got one.
I suppose the fascination grows from it being a symbol of another world. Sometimes if I was lucky I would be invited over to my school friends house and it was fascinating to watch there lives. I felt like the little match girl looking threw a window onto a totally alien but inviting world
I'm not saying I had a bad childhood... But as a kid you always wondered what if...
Actually I asked for one ages ago but steph bought me a jucier which I think I've used ummm twice?
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