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I remember a story my mom used to tell about her coworker, Opal, and Opal's two little boys.

One night, Opal asked the boys what they wanted for supper.

One of the boys, about 4 or 5 years old, scrunched up his face and said, "Let's have ... let's have ... let's have ... POP TORN!"

That answer became a joke in my family for years because I never met anyone who liked popcorn more than my mom. Popcorn was often her choice for supper. But it wasn't just popcorn my mom liked - she liked the butter just as much, if not more. I used to kid her that she liked "her butter with a little popcorn." M...