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Barbecue Popcorn — Because Some Evenings Belong to Simple Things

I closed on a beautiful home in Temple Terrace this week. The buyers — a young couple, first-timers — looked at the keys the way I looked at my real estate license in 2012: like they were holding the future in their hands.

Sophia came home with a perfect score on her lab report and announced it with the casual confidence of a girl who expects excellence from herself and receives it. She has Nikos's pride — the kind that pretends not to care while caring so fiercely it has its own gravitational field.

Some weeks are ordinary. This was an ordinary week. I sold houses. I cooked dinner. I called Mama. I drove to Tarpon Springs on Sunday. The extraordinary thing about ordinary weeks is that they are the ones you miss most when they are gone.

I made grilled octopus tonight — simmered first in wine and bay leaves, then charred on the grill until the tentacles curled. Lemon, olive oil, oregano. I ate it on the back porch while the sun set and the air smelled like lemon and charcoal. A quiet evening. The food was good. Good is enough. Good is everything.

I visited the bakery this weekend. Mama was behind the counter, flour on her apron, her face set in the concentration of a woman who takes baking as seriously as other people take surgery. I stood next to her and rolled dough and said nothing because the silence between us is not empty — it is full of every recipe she taught me and every critique she gave me and every morning she woke at 4 AM to make phyllo that nobody else can make.

The octopus was good — it always is — but what I kept thinking about later that night, sitting in the dark with the last of the lemon smell drifting in from the yard, was how much I love food that asks nothing of you. The grill was still warm when Sophia came outside and grabbed a handful of something from the bowl I’d set out: popcorn, tossed with a barbecue spice blend I keep in the pantry for exactly these moments. It’s the kind of recipe Mama would roll her eyes at — too easy, she’d say — but that’s precisely why I love it. Some evenings, good enough really is everything.

Barbecue Popcorn

Prep Time: 5 min | Cook Time: 10 min | Total Time: 15 min | Servings: 4

Ingredients

  • 1/2 cup popcorn kernels
  • 2 tablespoons neutral oil (such as canola or avocado), divided
  • 1 tablespoon smoked paprika
  • 1 teaspoon garlic powder
  • 1 teaspoon onion powder
  • 1/2 teaspoon brown sugar
  • 1/2 teaspoon chili powder
  • 1/4 teaspoon cayenne pepper (optional)
  • 3/4 teaspoon kosher salt
  • 1 tablespoon unsalted butter, melted

Instructions

  1. Mix the seasoning. In a small bowl, stir together the smoked paprika, garlic powder, onion powder, brown sugar, chili powder, cayenne (if using), and kosher salt. Set aside.
  2. Pop the corn. Heat 1 tablespoon of oil in a large, heavy-bottomed pot over medium-high heat. Add the popcorn kernels and cover with a lid. Shake the pot gently every 30 seconds until the popping slows to about 2 seconds between pops, approximately 5–7 minutes.
  3. Transfer and season. Pour the popped corn into a large bowl. Drizzle with the remaining 1 tablespoon of oil and the melted butter, tossing to coat evenly.
  4. Toss with spice blend. Sprinkle the barbecue seasoning over the warm popcorn and toss thoroughly so every piece is coated. Taste and adjust salt if needed.
  5. Serve immediately. Serve right away for the best texture, or spread on a baking sheet and keep warm in a 200°F oven for up to 15 minutes before serving.

Nutrition (per serving)

Calories: 165 | Protein: 2g | Fat: 9g | Carbs: 20g | Fiber: 4g | Sodium: 320mg

Eleni Papadopoulos
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Eleni Papadopoulos
Week 316 of Eleni’s 30-year story · Tampa, Florida
Eleni is a fifty-three-year-old Greek-American real estate agent in Tampa who rebuilt her life after her husband's business collapsed and took everything with it — the house, the savings, the marriage. She went back to her roots, cooking the Mediterranean food her Yiayia taught her in Tarpon Springs, and discovered that olive oil and stubbornness can get you through almost anything. Her spanakopita could stop traffic. Her comeback story could inspire a movie.

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